MLK

Sunsets and sunrises,
Your love is like 10 surprises.
The moon shines bright,
Over your heart with delight.
Too see the rainfall at night,
Is like watching you smile bright.
It is delightful to see you happy,
Otherwise I would just feel crappy.
The love you give is like a lottery jackpot.
I am the winner every time I touch that spot.
It makes you shiver, squeem, and tremble,
When I pass my hands down your back dimple.
Your body jerk is a good reaction.
It motivates me to start using tongue action.
That little area located by your center of gravity,
Starts getting most causing a calamity.
I start using my hands in a way,
Making it a good start to the day.
Your body start to perspire cold.
My penis standing erectly bold.
Your body and hips moving up and down,
Your lips curved, toes curled, as I join.
Our private parts together making a team.
You moan, twist, and start to cream.
Our bodies working collectively.
Then I slip out of your entry.
You orgasm, twitch, and scream.
Only to awake finding out it was a dream.