David  

AaronJPoe 30M
5 posts
6/19/2006 6:12 pm
David


Those Quivering lips,
And what a trip... into heaven.

A boy like you,
To be felt of silk,
Taste like milk;
Could your... creamy, peach skin,
Be any more,
Pleasant?

Dare say I,
The times we had?
Good and bad?
Your sweaty skin upon mine... And our friendship
Began.

Those little things mix,
Like passion and heat.
But to feel this way... boy,
Damn!

You just got me beat!

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