Him.

It will always be back and forth

you rocking my hips

kissing my lips

placing your hand on my neck

those ticklish thoughs and laughter in my belly

you are the love.

You are mine.

 

But her.

The way her body is so smooth.

The curve of her upper body turns.

Thos perfectly shaped loves

my hands could move along

a kiss so delicate across each little pad

I want to give her love

all night till the mornin do I say.

Let my hands flow down

a river to create.

The beauty of her hair

So lushish is she.

I want to be hers.

I want to be loved by her.

But fear itself is hiding in me. 

I don't know what to do. 

-art