Pinch of his scent
swoons my mind to death
Life changes me
on the mattress of his bed
Making out grows
stronger and intense
Smiling kisses I reply
to his lips of red
I want to love him
and stay on his bed
many would question
why I aint home yet
Sigh, I want to be
over that body of his
Muscular whitish
His fragrance unbearable
Tonight I slept
holding my shirt,
bearing his scent
I can ask no more
My virgin lips cease to be
from Dale's 6-hour kiss
my breasts he bites and licks
my flower he almost deflowers
I want him
my crazy heart can't avoid
longingness and pain
of his absense and scent
It was a meet up
We never met before
In my first romance
We kissed, kissed, and kissed
His thing was almost in me
but, I wanted my first
special with love
I want to come with love
Bliss I felt
Oh Dale, feel me
touch me,
Kiss me
Waiting would be pain
I want to see you soon
Make me your lover
I'm yours
My flower is for you
Taint it with your sex
I'll be happy to open
and let you in my life
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