Hopeless good luck

 
Our nerves entwined; you pull away to go.
You do this, you make me stretch on my toes.
These strings are strong till we both invest.
So, I moan on your undies lest you lose interest.
 
Edges of your heart I cannot touch like your hips.
Or if you allow me a moment and let me use my lips.
I need to know if it too feels round and plump.
Your tongue got me hard, now your intents give me lump.
 
My heart stops. Then it threatens to explode.
You don’t say a word, but you pull up your skirt.
I hide your panties under bedsheet, just in case
I need them to fall asleep in gloomy days.
 
Wiping your face, putting on moisturizer,
you don’t want to know, but I’m not a womanizer.
If you can’t be mine, I won’t be fine, but wish me good luck
that I find myself some love.
 
Photo by Ellie Burgin on Pexels.com

8 Comments Add yours

  1. kaykuala h says:

    Interestingly a lovely love encounter., Nekneeraj, hopeless it may seem. Thanks for the many great photos prompts all these years!

    Hank

    1. NEKNEERAJ says:

      Thank you Hank. 🙂

    1. NEKNEERAJ says:

      Thank you Rajani 🙂

  2. Hi nice blog there , just wanted to inform you there is link problem in your blog it doesn’t direct to your page , pls update the address in your profile .I found your blog through a mail after you liked my post.

    1. NEKNEERAJ says:

      Thanks for letting me know. will fix it quick.

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