Waking, Sleeping

Posted on January 7, 2020 by Beast in Poetry

I wake every morning,

Cock hard ready for use.

I wake every morning,

Wishing I were waking next to you.

I fall asleep every night,

Wanting to dream of what we’d do.

I fall asleep every night,

Wishing those dreams’d come true.

Published by Beast

Beauty says:

January 8, 2020 at 1:16 am

❤️💦

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply
1. Beast says:
  
  January 8, 2020 at 7:00 am
  
  😝💦
  
  LikeLiked by 1 person
  
  Reply
  1. Beauty says:
    
    January 8, 2020 at 7:29 pm
    
    👧🏼🧡
    
    LikeLiked by 1 person
  2. Beast says:
    
    January 8, 2020 at 7:38 pm
    
    😘
    
    LikeLiked by 1 person

Enter your comment here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Email (required) (Address never made public)

Name (required)

Website

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s