Romanticly charmed

I slither upon one of another outer shell
cool lips pressed against
one whose kisses are hard to resist
warm bold hands upon thy back
romantic whispers set me back
hypnotized by your sexy eyes
I flatter my lashes
you flatter your abbs
your charms are the only one
that can really turn this whole thing around'

the love bell jingles
and we go down

sigh
kiss
rub
cupid really must be bound

lights go out
sleep all night
wake up morning
same ol' story
but one thats just never ending.

poem by Brooke Moran
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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