It brings amusement to me, <br />When asked how I spent my day? <br />At school? Oh of course, <br />But my mind wasn’t on biology, <br />Or the physics behind a rocket… <br />No my thoughts are more erotic, <br />My desire to explore you, (With fingers and with toes) <br />And kiss down your chest, as if godly chiseled by Michelangelo… <br />And envelope you in my mouth. <br />But as always, despite our ill-frequent chats, <br />My mind is chained back to text theory, <br />But that can’t stop the night coming… <br />At last.<br /><br />Melissa Coventry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thought-circle/
