It wouldn’t be her birthday without a gift
She won’t look hard to find what it is
I can see it in her eyes that she’s ready for it
Her gift is wrapped in my boxers
Come and unwrap it love.

My curiosity peaks for this unknown
Wandering thoughts on what lies past this door
Mind riddled with new beginnings and endings
Lust rattles my soul as my imagination takes control
Excitement takes over my body yet fear takes over my mind
Hedonistic fantasies playing on repeat
Knowing that this waiting game will end
To be stripped of my last piece of innocence.

Love skips pass my doorstep
As I wait patiently for it to ring my bell
Immune to all the nights my heart wept
25 years without a single love story to tell
  Love keeps passing me by
I wish to experience love’s presence
Imagination could never compare to the heated touch of a lover
Or the passion filled gaze from fluorescent eyes
25 years without being the object of someone’s desire
Love keeps passing me by
Love must not love me
I’ve waited and contemplated if it will ever knock on my door
Each day brings a new shade of disappointment
Ashamed to be robbed of the one thing I crave the most
Realization dawns on me as I believe
Love will always pass me by.

I can come over whenever you need some comfort
******* up when you’re feeling down
Bend you over when you can’t stand the pain
I’ll be that medicine that you need
You can take every dose of me.

My Queen your throne awaits you
Come take a seat on my face
You don’t want to be no place else
Climb up on it and make yourself comfortable
You won’t be going anywhere for awhile
After I’m done you won’t feel your legs
You hang my prize above me and out of reach
Teasing me as your juices soak through your *******
I peel them off and pull you down
Don’t try to fight it I’ll make those moans slip out
As I put my mouth on you coaxing out every cry
I don’t care who hears I’m all ears
Ears that are currently being crushed between your thighs
Kissing and licking on your sweet spot
******* on your **** got you clutching my head
Pleasure taking over as you guide me to your destination
Legs shaking with elation
Eyes lidded with glaze
Drunk off your taste as I clean you up
From all the mess you made.

I swear her ***** tastes so much sweeter when she’s mad.