Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

September 27, 2013

Teen Mom

by Jacob L.
The remnants of the moonlight
reflect immaculately off her skin
Such a perfection combination of passion
And a bittersweet taste of sin

What lead to the unfortunate happenings
Went down in the bed of a truck
The faults on the hot-headed blonde girl
Who failed to keep her legs shut

He whispers an array of sweet nothings,
And sexual taunts as he nibbles her ear
He removes the remainder of her clothing
Get ready cuz the finale is near

Both juggling on the edge of third base
They talk with there hands and tongues
He caresses her inner thigh softly
In hopes he can hit a home run

He instructs her just to lay back
that it outta be loads of fun
he shoots!
he scores!
-she panics
Cuz now it's Cassie plus one

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