That Damn Inbox

That Damn Inbox

All she wanted was some information,
So innoncently we engaged in articulation,
Surprised at how it became my stimulation
Never meaning to give in to tempation…..
That Damn Inbox!

Now engaged..
Sometimes enraged,
Like a wild beast uncaged!
Trying to shake
What did awake
Don’t touch her….big mistake!

But I keep reaching…seeking…peeking
Wondering when we can both stop sneaking…
And get out of that damn inbox!

All of me wants all of her
I want to play with her kitty, and make it purrrrrr
Until her mind is mine
And our bodies intertwine…
Exploring love and passion from night till sunshine.

Just a chance to love her, I’d like to explore..
I’d do it so right, she’d want more.
Doing it so good, I’d aim for aftershocks
Make her so happy she came to my damn inbox!!!

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