" Midnight Dream "

I come to you Grace, in the middle of the night
I kiss your pretty face, as I hold you so tight
You feel my firm desires, pressing on your belly
We created this fire, Oh, here comes some jelly
Your hot little hand, in my pants to grab me
Now feeling so grand, Oh, please set me free
I lift up your skirt, I spread your legs wide
A good kind of hurt, as I slide in my pride
Slowly as first, then really fast
Quenching our thirst, then comes the blast
This may be our Midnight Dream, we both want it real
We both feel the cream, We both want to feel
Please come to me Grace, all through the night
Place a smile on my face, as you hold me so tight!!!!!

Penned By Mickey Pig Knuckles

Copyright 2006 By Mickey Pig Knuckles

Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion