TeaA Poem by AliasAs soon as he was through the door, He wrapped me in his arms. With one kiss he begged for more. And though I knew it did me harm, I took him lightly by the hand, And led him quickly up the stairs. He held me tightly, told me nothings and, he coolly brushed aside my hair. Then he pulled me to the bed, Clothes were strewn across the floor, My fingers coiled around his head, And yet still he wanted more. It felt like hours when we'd done, When breathlessly he turned to me. I panted, wet with fun: "How about a cup of tea?"
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