Hanna can give me some kind of love:
She sighs at my body,
She cries at my penis:
And I make peace with every
Blessed part of Hanna;
She stares me down till
I am there,
We shiver and shake
We quiver and take our time
To get to know each others
Waking moments of ecstasy:
She pulls her bare shoulders up and
Drops her head back;
All the time I whisper the love
We know we have;
When it is time to
Gently place my self in her
We make lover’s sounds
They expound
And we move in strident velocity
Pulses and whimpers, moans and
Hot cinders Hanna and me.
dick trickle
another toooooo much hair.
Robert Hayes
Hanna can give me some kind of love: She sighs at my body, She cries at my penis: And I make peace with every Blessed part of Hanna; She stares me down till I am there, We shiver and shake We quiver and take our time To get to know each others Waking moments of ecstasy: She pulls her bare shoulders up and Drops her head back; All the time I whisper the love We know we have; When it is time to Gently place my self in her We make lover’s sounds They expound And we move in strident velocity Pulses and whimpers, moans and Hot cinders Hanna and me.