Shower wonderings
Sitting I'm my shower, the water cascading down my skin, I sit here thinking of you and my mind runs off to think of sin
How I'd love you across my lap, I'd soap every inch of your gorgeous skin, I'd gently wash your pretty Rose, I might even push some fingers in
I'd lather up your sexy curves then I'd give you a gentle rinse, I may cheekily pinch your nipples, but not hard enough to make you wince
I'd kiss your lips with such a passion as the water runs right down your face, just the thought of showering with you, makes my heart begin to race
When I soap myself in my mind my hands are yours, cleaning every inch of me, soaping all my bodies pores
I close my eyes so I can imagine you, naked on my lap, I pull you closer to me and give your sexy arse a slap
God I think you're gorgeous all wet how I wish I had a waterproof phone, then I realise what's the point, I'm here really on my own
THE KINKY POET