Poetry by Jeff Green


In your room

by cricketjeff on November 22, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

In the morning when you rise
I’d like to look on the surprise
That would flick across your eyes
To find me in your room

To see you lying fresh and bare
Exposed to gaze and morning air
Unbeknownst and unaware
That I was in your room

See your breast out in the air
Kiss them with tender care
Biting just because they’re there!
When I am in your room!

Gazing down between your lips
As I kneel across your hips
And inside you my finger slips
When I am in your room

Now you’re up you ask me in
So I deposit deep within
A second round can then begin
Because I’m in your room