It's all those tangents

that make me follow you around

your lips moving

my eyes grooving

taking in all that curl and curve and class

and scent

and i can't stop myself

couldn't stop myself

from smelling your sheets

and rambling on

giggling like a fucking school girl

because of all those curves

those smooth rounding slopes that your

body possesses

do you know i get wet just thinking about

the softness of your lips

on the inside of my thigh

every muscle tensing

my sex pulsing

my temples throbing

breathing in all that curl

laying there

taking in all that curve

coming

tasting all that scent

is enough

to shake me right through my soul

down to this...