Tarzan Next Door

The guy next door
just makes me smile
his eyes of green
are full of style

The way his tan
Appears on his chest
Calls my name
For a spot to rest

His silky muscles
the way he walks
does things to me
even when he talks

The way he smells
The way he winks
Stops me in my tracks
Makes it hard for me to think

I dream of him often
wearing only a cloth
swinging from trees
in our romantic loft

He was my Tarzan
I was his Jane
We\'d eat Bananas on the grass
And suck on suagrcanes

his loins of love
they did a dance
tossed me in
a romantic trance

I fell in his arms
He kissed my lips
I cupped his face
He stroked my hips

His hands went further
thats when I fell
deep within my dreams
the night Tarzan rang my bell

This was a collab with me and Sunny....aww my first poem with the famous Sunny! I feel more special then anyone right now...Sunny you are like a Celebrity to me on this sight...Holy crap! can I have your autograph! I wrote a poem with you! WHoo hoo we rock! Loved this peice we finally got to write about \"loins\" lmao