Thunder Thighs

THUNDER THIGHS

Thunder thighs you do
Excite me.
Whipped cream dreams
Cover me.
Thunder thighs excites
My lighting rod.
My lighting rod sparks
As thunder thighs
Approcahes in her stormy
Way.
Whipped cream snows fall
And cover the mounds and
Valleys.
Changing the beauty of
Her shape into visions
Of a luscious dessert.
Ready to eat and slip
And silde over.
Spreading the sweetness
Until it covers all.
I am ready to gain the
Pounds of lusty loving.
To say to any who think
Me to fat.
It comes from being in
Love and loving the very
Sweetest woman there is.
C.D.RANSOM