Fuck My Mind
I haven’t seen you in awhile
we conversate about the state of things
how you been
what you been up to
oh that’s great
you look at me with those eyes
and you wonder about my thighs
if you touch me there
will I still get weak
if i still make those sounds
if i still cum like that
I can see it on your face
no need to hide
you contemplate my form
and i can see
so clearly you want my sex
you want to know me again in that sense
I tell you then
fuck my mind
you look at me perplexed
it is a simple thing you see
yet you make it complicated
i am not who i use to be
what i require is for you
to
fuck
my
mind
it is not hard to understand
make love to my intellect
nourish my soul
touch me with your mind
give me knowledge of self
make intercourse with your words
give me fantasies with your thoughts
let your logic be our aphrodisiac
be erotic with wisdom
bring me to orgasm with your wit
make me moan with your consciousness
you want my essence
buttermilk honey diped thighs
baby birthin hips
juicey cherry lips
then you must
fuck
my
mind
