The Wall

As you close your eyes...
And feel...the warm ...embrace of two large hands...
Pull you close...tightly...strongly
From your waist...moving you. .to a wall...no dance
Feeling the heat...transfer...down your body
As the very essence of his voice...
Drives your hands...with his...down your inner thigh
From your chest...to your spot...you tingle...so sensative
When the tender...yet light... touch of his lips
Destroy your sense of thought...replaced...with...heaven
The sensation. ..so invigorating,intoxicating! ...exhilarating...
Your body...now his...as he caress where u curve...
And he renders your nerves... cause see when he licks...
You swerve...
Bare...mid winter...but your body...August
As you are pressed to this wall...so he is...as his hands
Lie..upon ur breast...lips...upon ur neck...and body...with yours
Your hips...on rotation...while it is now his turn...to follow suit...
He surrenders...his hands to yours...as the both relinquished upon..the wall
Harder...you press...faster he will drive...
You conduct...yet...he plays...stronger as you grow...higher
There...the strength from his arms...will grab...
You...in the moments...when you..have found..heaven
Ecstasy...lying between man...and...the wall


Tyrone Alcorn, Jr.
Definition Of Nice