Fighting
my flesh
Coveting the bouncing joy,
Destroys
control of what remains,
Love
for lusting leaves me wanting,
And
tender teasing bring new pains.
See
I clearly, points dividing,
Swaying
‘neath the sweet embrace,
Just
as you reward my staring,
A
beaming smile, covets my face.
Bless
the lord for what’s created,
Beauty
rich and dressed in gold,
All
my power is lost in seconds,
For
I’ve seen, what must be told.
Rising
heat that leaves me breathless,
Stiff
this rod of discipline,
Is
it really any wonder,
For
your love I’d jump right in?
Wanting
is, a searching kiss,
To
send me crazy needing more,
Thrust
the pulse, of a friendship,
Whence
you’d thrown me to the floor.
Tingling,
aching, from tip to toe,
Dewey
the perspiration on my skin,
Bent
over is, my imagination,
It
pains not to commit such sin!
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