I'D Sneak Off To Westwood To Sleep With You. Poem by Dakota Ellerton

Long black hair flowed down her naked back.
Every inch of her body a pale snow white.
She leaned in for a kiss,
her breats pushing against anothers flesh.
This was her first time.
She kissed down his neck to his chest,
running her hands up his sides.
He wrapped his arms around,
and pulled her down.
'I love you, Ruca',
he whispered.
Her body shivered,
she believed him.
Her fingers tingled,
as he layed her on her back.
Kissing down her stomach,
he ran his hands up her legs.
She was excited,
she was in love.
He kissed her waistline as his hands...
she woke up.
If only the first time had been like that.