by The Rambling Poet
Poetry with you
is like making love in the rain
to passion itself
with each syllable raining down
passionately on us
drowning us with drops of
covering us with
naughty odes to a midnight sin
and tracing our minds
with randy rhymes of
Wet with hasty phrases like
"Fuck Me Now"
I carry on
looking so innocent
as you lyrically
hinder my drenched soul
with stanzas that soaks
Wet, laying submissive to you
like a rare poetic storm
ready to cleverly
be digested by the likes of you.
When our worlds finally collide,
lets make love like two
passionate soul thirsty vagabonds.
Lets steal away into the night
burying within her
our every inhibited , conscious feelings.
Lets forget we have skin,
forget the whole world
around us and just melt
in each other's aura.
About The Rambling Poet
The Rambling Poet has a passion for the arts, especially poetry and
erotic stories. She wants to have her work publish soon and is doing
some researching on how to get the ball running. If you would like to
read more of her work or can tell her how to get the ball running with
getting her work published you can email her at firstname.lastname@example.org
Other Poems by the Rambling Poem My Naughty Valentine and Your Lips
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