by
MYSTEREE

She says she's not ready
but her eyes told a different tale
Her body emitted something
her senses enjoyed
She would immerse herself in her reverie
Her honey sweet
Her caramelness, so thick and dense
I could travel to her sweetspot
and experience the stream of love
that her body gives
But she says she's not ready
and she says she's afraid
of ecstasy unrevealed
Let's defy the laws of secrecy
and uncover the truth
She wants to be chased
to be devoured
To be needed and to be wanted
I could chase her and devour her
Needing every ounce and wanting more
of her liquid glacé
I could bury my own fantasies
in her suppleness
Her beauty is not to be reckoned with
Her words are like a dagger
piercing my soul
Piercing my intellect
And I could love her forever
But she says she's not ready........

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