A poets confession
You are all I think about, you're always on my brain, wether I am in a car, on the bus, even flying in a aeroplane
I'm thinking of your pretty smile, your body's a pure delight, then I say a little prayer, wishing I'll see you tonight
I wander around my universe, I could be grabbing a Latte from the shop, with a split second, into my head you pop
Your sexy curves, the way you kiss, the feel of your soft smooth skin, all the things I adore about you, seem to jump right in
I just have to stop where I am, with a stupid grin across my face, unbeknown to the rest of the world, in my head you're in Black lace
In my mind I'm with you, though I know we're dreams apart, I think about you even, when I'm putting groceries in my cart
I adore everything about my dream girl, she's my nightly obsession, I think about her all the time, this is a poets confession
THE KINKY POET