The Orange Tree By The Ocean // a poem
Rolling it over in my head As I stretch my neck in circles. I’m thinking of you How you make me feel. My head feels great. The way you touch me makes me tremble beneath you My breath shakes itself out and I am entirely yours. I know that you love me by how hard it is To keep the secret hidden Do you want to make love to me? – Hours of hot excitement. I lie in my bed, my hand on my stomach And remember how warm you are. I don’t know how to make you happy. Only to show you how happy you make me. Love that feeling of new new happiness The ripe orange with the citris scent You breathe in and smile radiantly under the hot sun, butt naked, the color of a pearl. You hold me like a gift from the sea, ocean nymph in your arms, your triumphant eyes sink to the bottom of me. When we kiss, it’s as good as a mouth watering orange down by the ocean. . . . instagram: theprettypoems etsy shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/HylaBrookBooks
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