The New View In My Room

A love poem

 

The New View In My Room

In a crowded smoky room

You saw me.

Now you keep coming

Back to see me over and over.

 

Everywhere I go I see your face,

I taste your kiss and I wish to

Feel your hands all over my body.

 

I’m craving you

Like cigarettes,

I love your smoky grey

Eyes and how good

You feel between my thighs.

 

I sigh each time

I think of you

And how your hips rise

Between my thighs.

 

You’re like the new

View in my room.

All I see lately is you.

 

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh yes the passion and lust when new love forms... nothing like it indeed...
I really loved these lines...


I love your smoky grey

Eyes and how good

You feel between my thighs.

[Black Cat Fever]

The obsession of new love. That's all we think about, the person we are in love with, and the unending fantasies that go along with it. And after we get a taste of that person, it all intensifies. Outstanding poem.