Dirty Dreams

I tell you it’s love, not merely a crush,
I’ve such dirty dreams, I’m sure you would blush,
My innocent words are little white lies
To hasten the parting of your sweet thighs,
Your beautiful face held firm between mine,
We drink of each other’s copious wine.

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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