The Man Next Door

[verse-a-tile]

The man whom I adore
Is one who lives next door
I am his secret admirer dreaming of bliss
Fantasising about much more than a kiss
I fancy him rotten
Am totally smitten

As I watch through my window
I feel my lust for him crescendo
I ogle his burly arms and chest
His sexy butt is by far the best
The bulge between his thighs
Is a silhouette I scrutinise
of a cock I'd love to lick
To make it hard and thick
Then slide in me its shaft and crown
And like a yoyo I go up and down

He catches my eyes once in a while
Then looks away with an embarrassed smile
Not hearing all the sighs I let
As I climax, completely wet

I wish to bring him to my life
Not sure how that would please his wife…

[Toby]

Great poem!

As I watch through my window
I feel my lust for him crescendo

The bulge between his thighs
Is a silhouette I scrutinise

I like those lines, great rhymes. Nice hanging twisty ending. I enjoyed the likening of sex to playing with a yoyo.

[verse-a-tile]

thank you Toby i'm glad you enjoyed reading it x

[princealbertofb]

Loved the conclusion to it, Verse.... hahaha. :biggrin: