back in the day we used to pray
 today you say it ought not be that way
 back in the past was a blast you see
 today I'm as a mouse stuck in a maze
 getting stuck inside its cage
 when we first met how can I forget about Keith Sweat
 those tender years to frolic with those many beers with tears
 remember those days hanging out at the village pier
 for I shed a single tear to numb the pain
 not having you in my arms was driving me insane

 sweat came from my head knowing we were off to bed
 the next thing I knew she was giving me head
 then we frenched and necked with heavy breaths to implode
 I stuck my finger in her pussy it was mighty juicy
 for me pussy ain't nothing but meat on the bone I'll suck it I'll fuck it I'll leave it alone
 still I took things further by putting my red hot cock inside her nothing finer
 the pushing and groaning had everything going
 we took our time in our loved filled swing
 onto the climax with orgasmic fervor
 just don't call me late for dinner
 then after I took out a cigarette as we sweat

 a candle was lit by the edge of her tit
 soft tunes through the room of Barry White keeping the mood on
 all that jumping & pumping
 left me happy inside with memories to confide
 her unique pussy was tender at most
 like a seagull getting lost over the coast
 for now I'll roll with the punches until we meet again to explore
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Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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