feel like writing something terribly horney
like the way i would love to do something
but can i tell it
is it not too much for the fragile and young
is it not the right place
or the right time
to write
about :
the things i imagine
as i wonder off with my tonque
exploring the places to bite
the places you would not even think of
i take a strowl with my tonque
and notice places i have not been before
soft and unspoiled
while my fingers
go off in the other direction
the most obvious as distraction
and as i look
in those deep eyes
and see the joy
i only feel the desire
to explore even more
fuel to the fire
as i find what i was searching for
the soft touch
and the sweet smell
the swet that poors
and parts that swell
tonques that curl
like they do so well
as we feel
with the smallest hairs
the things that are real
the landscape so wide and open
and like candy so entising
but aware of the minute reaction
and analising
because there is more
that i need to give
to show the best
of what can live
inside
outside
the sweet moments of truth
as we enjoy
the best
of what is
our youth
still i think is can not write this
as it is explicit and needs guidence
yet think
i will fail in those things
so think of it as not written
because i did not