My wish bracelet broke today, and I thought of you.
And of all of the dirty things that we could do.
My skin beneath your hands melting away,
My fingers running through your raven waves.
Making love on a bed of nails,
Your abs as hard as a piece of shale.
Erotica pouring from my mouth,
Profanity protruding from your south.
Passionate kisses in the crooks of our necks.
You fondling my rounded pecks.
Foreplay is just the beginning,
I can hear your jean buttons unhinging,
Stripped before you, I surrender body,
For you I want to be naughty,
We lay bare chest on chest
Your manhood being put to the test
We rub, we grind, you push inside
Your hands are rough but motions are kind
Your part of me and me of you
We didn't even bother to remove our shoes
We moan and groan and clench our eyes
Then comes the climax between our thighs
It's the most intoxicating pain
I ask 'shall we do it again?'
Your grin says it all
And you once again begin to grow tall
But of all this, what did I choose to wish?
I wish for only but a single kiss.
Morgan Christine
