by Ron Poetry22 Feb 2014
SISTER RONETTE part III
CONFESSION..whisper my name..
AS A YOUNG TEEN GROWING UP IN CHURCH I DID THE CRAZIEST THINGS.. HAD FIRST EXPERIENCES..
I HAD MY FIRST CRUSH..
Heres my continued story..
She was EBONY and JET magazine cover and centerfold ...
PAGE 42 BEAUTY
That kind of BEAUTY that opens your eyes wide and made you place your bible on your lap for those AWKWARD MOMENTS of wonder, HOT..
wondering if touched would she burn you, if kissed would she melt your lips, and deep inside you hoped so, you
needed to find out exactly how HOT she was, and the need
to release her from her unspeakable heat was unbelievably strong..SHE NOTICED THAT I WAS NEVER FOCUSED SO SHE HAD ME WAIT AFTER 3 SERVICES TO CONFESS MY THOUGHTS TO HER...
UMMMMM..WELLL Sister Ronette it goes like this..AS OUR EYES MEET MY MIND WONDERS MY THOUGHTS WANDER.. I BECOME A BLUNDER. I see you there naked in front of the cross.. WHISPER MY NAME
Your small hands reach out to me.. WHISPER MY NAME..
In the moaning voice that surrounds me..WHISPER MY NAME
Intoxicating, taunting, haunting me;
Leaving my skin burning for your touch.. WHISPER MY NAME
My shaky hands desperately seek self pleasure WHISPER MY NAME
Yet next to you nothing else can measure .. WHISPER MY NAME
With such precision you flaunt your words
Drenching me with shameless desire
Imagination so beautifully and vividly terrible WHISPER MY NAME
The feel of your hands is almost tangible
Got me fantasizing all these wanton thoughts WHISPER MY NAME
I've been a bad boy
Needing to be handled rough and dirty
You steal my breathe without a single kiss
Immobilize me without pinning my wrists .. WHISPER MY NAME.
I’m here waiting for you but you won’t come... As I speak I feel like I may cum.... There so much more I'm far from done..Heat in my heart passion in my groin.. Sorry SISTER RONETTE I GOTTA RUN...
Until NEXT WEEK...