Creative Writing At the movies.

Tread lightly, young one, for fear is an enemy,
Your body sways like you know that you're into me.
Can you feel the beating of this heart as you move,
Tender footsteps set to make me swoon.

Take care not to fall into me,
'Cause as far as I can tell, I'm all you can see.
Tongue over the bottom lip, skin grazed by finger tips,
You want more but you won't risk a trip.

Lust is a fall, taken if you know where the ground lies,
People think you're crazy when your libido dies,
Kept healthy by the pulse of a body, someone you know,
So most to feel, so much to show.

Ya shouldn't ask where the clothes goes.
I bet they can't see the two of us in the back row.
Macking and making and forced body taking,
And dim lighting and leg finding and across backs, nails raking.

And at the climax of this rapture,
The softened moans have been captured,
And my eyes opened once more to see this,
And your lips meeting mine for a soft kiss..

Because anytime with you is bliss.

 

Great Lucky, sweeto!