She stepped lightly her feet making small patters upon the ground. Short breathed whispers and quickened heartbeats. Show me the way to happyness. He’d sit in his office fixing his tie and grunting in fatigue. Lost time and busy work. Show me the way to happyness.
Lust
Dancing upon me Rubbing against me Thrilling my sences Making me yell. You are my thrill ride Lost in this feeling Deep in the urges Hiding my lust from you.
Someone’s Dieing Today
Poem.
