Thursday lift
It was a Thursday much like any other until a gift came down my phone, it was a picture of a Goddess for me to look at on my own
A pretty bodice of sheer black lace with panties made to match, the moment that I saw it, a sexy poem began to hatch
She was gorgeous to look at it was adorned with embroidered flowers, her curves were captivating I could have stared at this pic for hours
My mind was now running wild, sexy stanzas filled my head, words expressing what I'd like to do if she was here laying in my bed
Red trimming ran along each edge, caressing every curve, looking at this gorgeous picture had awoken every sexual nerve
I wondered what it would have felt like, to run my hands across her skin, to play with her as my own, too have one night of sin
It turned my drab old Thursday, it gave me a much needed lift, oh sadly I was dreaming and I never received such a gorgeous gift
THE KINKY POET