My Mission Impossible Poem by Dorsey Baker
My Mission Impossible
Woman you smell
really good
as I
breathe you
taste really
good
your sweet lips
to mine
as I touch your
silk smooth skin
my body
starts to
sweat with
the fever of desire
my heart
like a drum
starts to pound
I can hear it
pounding loud
Woman I come
naked but I fade away
and disappear
into the mystery
of your high cheek bones
woman you become
my mission impossible!
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