Poetry by Jeff Green


He’s really there

by cricketjeff on April 19, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

He’s really there 
Each morning to the telephone she wakes
And sees her lover in the voice she hears
 She feels his breathing as the moment nears
Rejoices in the pleasures that he takes
The passion in the voice can end all tears
She feels him closer in each tender sound
As she wakes her vision quickly clears
The path to pleasures summit swiftly found
Inside her body things now change so fast
His hand is pressing firmly on her mound
The moment for resistance has now past
The fruit of love erupting all around 
She screams his name and rises to  her peak
And feels and sees him everytime they speak