I like to write poetry, not sure if I am good at it or not...doesn't really matter as long as I like them, right? I get a kick out of trying to rhyme words...I wrote this one about a young man that I have become fond of...
Take me to our secret place
To your sweet face, your warm embrace
The sight of you makes me smile
A sweet pain that I love to feel
Whenever you are near
I long to taste your body and make you mine
If only for a little while
I don't want to let you go, when you are inside
It feels like heaven every time
No one knows for sure what we do, the words we speak
Every time, you make me weak....