I am waiting anxiously, expecting to see you today
The whole week I exerted efforts that are infinite
To please people who do not appreciate at all
Anger, pride were swallowed
And the thought of seeing you kept me focused…sane

As the week is about to end your presence is knocking upon my door
I can feel you
I missed you.
I can feel the air within you
The sight of you the week that passed still lingers within me

You are cold, I am too, but as I start to touch you,
I feel the warmth growing deeper into me, we are one
Every sweat that drips into my face epitomises
That my stiff and concrete heart’s starting to melt
Like a butter, I am starting to feel
That I am useful..worthwhile

I could see my reflection as I move around you
With you I am home
I know I’m at my best
As my fingers start to caress you,
I fall deeper into the mire of confusion,
Sanity versus insanity
As I stroke my thighs against you
Pleasure or Pain, I am bewildered
The bruises I have gotten from our rendezvous
Are the marks you have given me
I am yours…

When I am holding you,
I never want to let go
I am passionate about you
The first time I touched you,
I knew I fell in love….

I love you…POLE DANCING…;)

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