The diary of a woman two are mad. <br />What I want and why I want your dreams. <br />When you open up your lips <br />I feel you touching more than tongue. <br />Make believe and lovers crimson, Stefanie. <br />One likes girls <br />and one like boys they don't know. <br />If you don't feel the stubble on my face. <br />And hike your skirt here let me show you <br />up around your panties down around your knees. <br />I think it's normal when you come. <br />And the pillow muffles sucking bedroom sounds. <br />Your panties smell like peaches. <br />Green apples hers smell like except the seeds.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-constant-nymphs/
