or
! Take Me There User Rating: 5.9 /10 (11 votes) Print friendly version E-mail this poem to e friend Send this poem as eCard Add this poem to MyPoemList The sky is burning, the night is turning, a playground of ectasy flows... more »
Published September 10, 2011 19 views More Info ยป
Additional Credits
Additional Credits:
! Take Me There
User Rating:
5.9 /10
(11 votes)
Print friendly version
E-mail this poem to e friend
Send this poem as eCard
Add this poem to MyPoemList
The sky is burning, the night is turning, a playground of ectasy flows within the air.
My inner self learning, my body longing, feelings, sensual feelings there.
You imbue me sir within you, take me high, you impress me sir, you penetrate me, smooth as silk you persevere.
A tumultuous passion stirs and conjulates me, while a trickle of Heavens due emasculates me, yet my strength is building, while my flesh burns.
Combustion moves me, it's heat soothes me, oh sir, you please me, yes you took me there.
0 Funny Votes
2 Die Votes
19 Views
Published September 10, 2011
Advertisement
Advertisement

From Around the Web