Why is it a Crime to be with You?

Why is it a crime
To be with you?
Sitting next to me
In your room

We are fine
Shifting your face far away
Complaining while adjusting your bra
With nipple rising

Your eyes are dimming like you wanna sleep
I can see
You are sweating in and in
And openning in your thighs
Fanning through your skirt
Hoping I won’t know you are wet
I am wet as well

So be at rest for the first time
And lets find out what we’ve got
With no regret.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry