Untouchable we are –
beyond reaching hands.
Too distant for hungry lips –
your pussy uneaten by me.
Without squirting into your mouth –
I am unconsumed by you.
I imagine your legs would shake
in lustful anticipation of me.
You haven’t ripped off my belt –
my body untortured by you.
Yet to see you undressed –
your clothes untorn by me.
We’re untouched by the other –
just horny to the dream.








This is an amazing poem…
Full of just the right amount of yearning and lust.
Screw that, it has more. Over the top and perfect.
It reads like two lips away from little death! “)
Delicious – and so enticing!