Up the hill
Beyond the street
In a park at midnight
We decided to try to
Make love on the grass
After a rainfall
Deserted with little light
From the lamp post
I was wearing my Dad's old
Green sweater without a bra
I laid down waiting
Until you cupped my breasts
Underneath
Yr hands were cold
But soothing on my body;
It was enjoyed
Our skin on skin made the
Night electric
We may have gone far
But the police officers
Came to question us
A wonderful poem dear LeeAnn. Liked this fantastic composition.... Bravo!
Yr hands were cold But soothing on my body; It was enjoyed Our skin on skin made the...... we might have gone far. but the police..... i smiled as read your poem. your m ind is full of imagination dear Lee Ann
It was enjoyed! ! ! on grass. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moreover, I didn't like the unusual interference of that police officer.