A Quiet Side Street
A quiet side street
I guide your feet
'This is not the way'
You playfully say
Your hands on my waist
I steel a taste
My hand on your hip
I bite your lip
I wish it to last
It's over too fast
You kiss me again
As I leave for my train
lets wait and see
If you want more of me!
poem by Stevie Taite
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