When we first met you were with him, my "Him", the one who was mine and I his.
I wanted to meet you but what would he think.
He and I made love when you weren't around.
Our second meeting was as the first, wrapped in passion he and I were and without you we were.
I decided that the third meeting would be the one, he introduced us and now it was me, you and him.
Our senses heightened, our passion strengthened, I became more than just his person I was now his own personal star and he became my addiction. You are mine now.
As time went by it was no long me, you and him, it was now You and I.
You filled my nights with pure pleasure and raw aggression.
My mind raced with mad, artistic visions. The beauty and fantasy of your embrace gripped me and I loved it. The addicting taste of your sweet skin seemed a different flavor everytime we came together.
You've made me cry, laugh and climax.- You are an occasional lover that became my crutch for hard times.
You, Mary, are and will always be my fondest friend, my queen of the night, my delicious lover and my day dream.
About the Creator
Leslie Facey
Always had a weird and creative mind, I hope to show it off through my writing and art.
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