I see him beckoning to me
Straining to see
If I am willing to
Set him free
From the contraints
That won’t let him be

He’s saying to me
So silently
That he wants to be
Inside me
To feel my warmth
My wetness
Glide all over him

I can’t resist
The sweet sweet kiss
That he promises to deliver
Once his beckoning
Touches my lips

I try to calm
The longing inside
That makes me want
To take a ride
To answer the call
Of his beckoning

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