So... I fell in love with this married guy via text messages once. Sad, I know but at least I got a little poem out of it. Enjoy..

 

 

At midnight I think of you

I imagine you think of me too

Curled up under covers, I grab hold myself

Dream of love scenes much overdue

 

Our secrets safe, indulgence sake

Our sins concealed by night

I can't keep my hands off of me

I kiss, I claw, I bite!

 

You've got that sultry... freedom…

Working wonder with your words

I feel crazy, sexy, lovely

Your descriptions found my curves

 

But with sunrises

Come simultaneous disguises

Let’s hide our passion shared

You’re my perfect fantasy

My theoretical affair

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