I tease you
Cause I like you
I bully you
Cause I want you
I talk non-stop
Cause I am nervous
I giggle like a teen
I cant look at you in the eye
Your cologne drives me wild
In my mind I want you
My heart does jumping jacks
when my eyes see you
I blush involuntarily
My hands are itching to touch that hot, dark muscular body
My lips are itching to tell your lips a little secret
My body longs to explore yours
Feel your rhythm
My ears long to hear you groan in pleasure
I cant wait to see you
Under the mango tree
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection
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