I’ve a way juvenile style,
just so I can see compile
the touch of my fingers I’ll
rip these sheets awhile.
Miles have hampered me,
my journey my discovery,
has me gripped in ecstasy;
I re-live your skin breathe.
With this moment I’ll laugh
after seeing you inches from
my eyes I make my reprise
and tell you I love your fun.
I remember my fingers on
your legs I am enthralled odd
that such a beast as me you
could make me feel a god.
This simple man complicates
the mysteries in his mind.
Still I have you in my grips
as in my mind I it rewind.
For the benefit of my health
I slide through life in stealth.
I’ve kissed not such lips as
the ones yours on skin I felt.
