God. I'm hot.
My place is a mess
Sitting naked on my deck.
The moonlight...My clothing
As it shines off my body
The night air
The moon
The stars are such voyeurs
Thy wine glass drips wet beads of moisture
As you watch me
Dripping slowly running down
forming a wet circle
at the base of my
STRONG PECTORALS
to my navel
The journey about to begin
I spread my legs
You dive in
Sucking...Every last drop
of my pleasure craft
Thighs peeling apart
Head rolling back
Arms flying back
I gasp

God
I am Hot
God I am Hot

Peter LeBuhn

Peter LeBuhn

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-i-am-hot/