Perect Fit

You lie above me,
Eyes open to see,
You fit into me so well, so right,
I could stay here with you all night,
Your longs slender body,
Perfect for my open body,
I am ready for you, I smile to let you know
How I feel, that you are not foe,
I open my warm brown body to yours',
The sensation of goodness roars,
Tonight I live until it is done,
For you are the hotdog and I am the bun.

(in this poem I am in fact talking about the hotdog and bun that is food not the other ones..just in case you took it the wrong way...)

poem by Bethany Maxwell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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