I was her prisoner last night <br />Her legs wrapped around me so tight <br />My jail cell, her magnificent thighs <br />Muffling my moans, blocking my sighs <br /> <br />Her thighs, pressed up against my cheeks <br />I'd gladly stay this way for days, weeks <br />A prison, no to me this is heaven <br />Give me a sentence of life, times seven <br /> <br />No doubt, they're a man trap in disguise <br />The soft white skin of her thighs <br />A trap from which, I'll never break free <br />Between her thighs is where I want to be<br /><br />Harry J. Couchon Jr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prisoner-of-her-thighs/
