I'm Pointing to You

You

You right there, I want to taste your love again
I’ll be patient but while I wait, listen to my poetry
Focus baby …
Listen to my odes about your sweet scent
Baby I’m damn near hell bent
On wearing your peaches, citrus like,
Woman abstracted perfume for men
I want you to look past my head and
See your toes touch the heavens with your heels on my back
I’m begging you to let my lips touch both sets of yours
Back… and forth…
So I can bless them both
So many women look me in my face and see a young brother
But baby..
Baby I will surpass your premeditated thoughts as your lover
I have the key and I dare to unlock the gates of your forbidden city
I guarantee when I twist inside and flick that clit
Your spindle will twist releasing a latch bolt
So pleasurable your will squeeze me tight while you pulsate
And that door will become dust
And become a walk way for our lust
Baby I’ll make those insides com…bust
And that’s when I’ll slow our body’s motion up
Because there is no need to rush
But I know you can get a little eager
When you think that I teased… her
But she loves it cuz that small quake starts in your upper thighs
Then hit’s your knees, and curls those toes
While they slide slowly down my chest
I know my poetry is intense…
catch your breath please,
And I swear I could see each time your lip trembled
Right before you scream
My queen please
Let me help you, help me
Open every pore on that body,
to help you breath my sex like it’s your last breathe of air
And you just lay under me and stare
You… and… I both just stare
You, You there
now is the time, I’m ready for you