Poem

The Morning After

By Maurice

Shhhhh,
Listen,

Do you hear that?

Of course you don't,

You're in a daze,

Or am I crazed,

What happen last night?

Can you tell me?

I'm so lost,

All I hear is singing,

Do you think the neighbor heard us?

Your cries of pain,

Mixed with moans of pleasure,

On top of my sighs lust,

And the wind behind each thrust.

The rush was amazing,

As you climaxed with me,

Juices spraied all over my head,

As we lay in this bed,

I wonder,

Did we really?

Being the morning after,

I ask you,
Are we stronger for this,

Are we better,
Did we grow,

Did we really?

I truly don't know........