| You Ditched Me at One Thirty Anticipation dumped me. I couldn't sleep 'til five thirty. You claimed it was allergy. After the formality, You brushed your teeth happily. "Let's get down!" You acted naturally. Instead, Our lips rumbled passionately. My tongue and fingers roamed aimlessly, Until your nips felt perky. Your perfect little body My insanity Your soft wet lips My unyieldying stick shift Your seductive voice My boyish joy Not until our goodbye, Now that I realize. You have drowned me with your beautiful eyes. |