Disclaimer: I don't own the movie "Loving Annabelle"
AN: If you are a fan of the movie like me - because I liked it a lot and I could watch it over and over again - share your own opinion about this fanfiction. This is a poem about the love scene in the movie. It's slightly different than my other poems but I really hope you like it. It's from Simone's POV. The poem starts off when Simone hears Annabelle singing. So share your opinion about the movie, about my poem; anything you like :)
All over me
Wrong and right. Fortresses going down
She's staring, seeing right through me
Her eyes expecting, glowing brown
I know the song must be for me.
Waiting. Longing. Love and pain
I see it all in her eyes
I quickly go out in the rain
And my heart slowly dies.
My heart is cold, her sheets - warm
The words still echo through my mind
She will shelter me through the storm
Why does she has to be so blind?
Wrong. Forbidden. I am not that bold
Our love could never be
I am standing in the cold
I notice she has followed me.
Bold. Fearless. Daring
She stands in front of me
Gorgeous. Nice and caring
Her eyes are begging me.
A reach of arm. A simple touch
And I immediately turn around
I see she wants me too much
But she doesn't make a sound.
Self-control. Doubts. Fear
They are standing on the way
I see them nice and clear
And how they quickly go away.
I've been dreaming she'd be mine
Waiting. Craving. Day by day
No inhibitions, no rules, no time
The wind blew them all away.
One look. A kiss in the rain
And now she is all over me
I think I might be going insane
when she starts undressing me.
A few kisses. Touching. A caress
She is asking for permission
She quickly takes off my dress
Teasing is her mission.
Waiting. Longing. Staring
She's looking into my soul
Craving. Loving. Caring
Now I feel whole.
Undressing me. Slowly. Layer by layer
And she starts to move her hips
So much passion, love and care
She moans. I quickly bite my lips.
Kissing. Touching. My whole body
And she quickly moves on top
She makes love to me like nobody
I don't want her ever to stop.
Warm. Beautiful and naked
She's kissing, savoring my lips
Her moves, her moans - I can't take it
I touch her. I scratch her hips.
Passion. Want. Yearning
Moaning. Craving. Desire
I feel my body burning
She's setting me on fire.
Satisfaction. Craving. Thirst
She's kissing. Teasing. Skin on skin
I long for more with every thrust
My whole world starts to spin.
Her scent. Her hair. Her hungry lips
I feel her touch. I hear her moan
She's drinking my body into small sips
I feel like I am over the moon.
Insatiable hunger. I long for more
We kiss and touch, it's not enough
I want to feel her in every pore
I want to hear her groan and puff.