Those lil black panties...

Conversation that side-stepped
anything of importance
and yet said so much
never at a loss
for words or actions
for that matter
I rendered you speechless
drowning in such desire
at the tip of my tongue
under the sky
you didn't know what to do with yourself
but me, yeah, I've got plenty of ideas mama
given no time constraints
we could take your pleasure to new heights.
Beyond those boundaries we set for ourselves
stealing kisses, playing with fire
living on borrowed time
and loving every minute of it.
It's hard to deny this when you
wear those little panties that peek out at me in the mornings
and you move on me the way you do
ever so conspicuous
you like to see how far you can push
before the temperature in my room
goes far beyond the boiling point.
In the morning I have no excuse
for the smile on my face
other than the fact
that I have you lying next to me
with nothing on but those little black panties
no questions asked.