All Summer

Eric-Fischl_grande
Summer Art By Eris Fischl

We can’t keep doing this

A magnetic force when you’re around

So much sexual chemistry

I have morals

But even on Sundays,

Impossible to keep my panties dry

Heart skips at the sound of you

Just the smell of you makes me moist

I don’t mind performing

I don’t get stage fright

I want to spend all summer in you

Let’s do laps in this bed

I want to drown in you

For old time sake

We can’t keep doing this

You meet me around the corner at five

Massaging my now clean hands with Shea Butter

I can’t wait to run my fingers down your spine

Between your thighs

My fingers meet your smooth lips

I am fluent in the language that your body speaks

It gestures that I should find the deepest parts of you

The warmest part of you

The sweetest part of you

But for real, this is the last time

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