

In a daze I look up at you
My eyes are half closed, it's hazy and blurry
All I'm wearing is a grin
I'm tipsy, I've been sipping on gin
I'm craving the ripping of soft silk
The tearing of a beautifully wrapped gift
πΏππΈ
(This is the start of an erotic poem I am working on! It'll be up on my blog sometime when I am able to finish it-- which is always the hardest part!)