Too many guests at your house, <br />When you beckoned from the stairs. <br />So as quietly as a mouse, <br />I walked off unawares. <br />I met you in the kitchen, <br />And you unzipped my fly, <br />And I pulled you to the closet, <br />Your desires I can't deny. <br />Then I pulled off your panties, <br />Already moist and warm, <br />Then I sat you on that shelf, <br />And went into the storm. <br />You were ready to explode, <br />And It wasn't very long, <br />Before you lightened my load, <br />And your body sang that song. <br />Then you pulled your panties on, <br />And straightened up your hair. <br />And then we went along, <br />As if nothing happened there. <br /> <br />Don Juan Tenorio<br /><br />Don Juan Tenorio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/making-love-in-the-closet/
