My Michaelangelo
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Comics › Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,382
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
My Michaelangelo
A/N: Wrote this back when ff.net accepted NC17 stuff. Was nominated for, and won best poem for a TMNT fanfic competition. ^^ Very proud.
Disclaimer: The poem is MINE! Take it and I'll send Hisoka after you! Muwhahahahaha! *clears throat* But...unfortunately...the turtle the poem is about does not belong to me. I own only the poem and nothing else.
I sit in the shade
Of the weeping willow
The breeze is soft
Like a lover's caress
I'm no longer alone
I can feel his presence
I turn to see his face
Handsome in a unique way
He's like no other
In appearance at least
Humanity wouldn't
Accept him
But I am not humanity
I am one passionate being
His arms wrap around me
I lean into his embrace
And wonder what the
World would think of
Such a love as this
But I brush those thoughts aside
As his mouth nears mine
And his hands caress me
And I purr content
As a cat
I return the caress
Sliding my own hands
Over his green scales
His body shivers
In response
I hear his voice
Soft and husky
"Babe you don't know what you do to me."
I smile seductively
As I pull him over me
I whisper his name
In the midst of
Our passion
And he answers
Speaking of love and forever
As we lye in aftermath
He holds me close
Loving as only
A turtle can
And again I whisper
His name and I cherish
The feel of him
There is no one
Like my
Michaelangelo
Disclaimer: The poem is MINE! Take it and I'll send Hisoka after you! Muwhahahahaha! *clears throat* But...unfortunately...the turtle the poem is about does not belong to me. I own only the poem and nothing else.
I sit in the shade
Of the weeping willow
The breeze is soft
Like a lover's caress
I'm no longer alone
I can feel his presence
I turn to see his face
Handsome in a unique way
He's like no other
In appearance at least
Humanity wouldn't
Accept him
But I am not humanity
I am one passionate being
His arms wrap around me
I lean into his embrace
And wonder what the
World would think of
Such a love as this
But I brush those thoughts aside
As his mouth nears mine
And his hands caress me
And I purr content
As a cat
I return the caress
Sliding my own hands
Over his green scales
His body shivers
In response
I hear his voice
Soft and husky
"Babe you don't know what you do to me."
I smile seductively
As I pull him over me
I whisper his name
In the midst of
Our passion
And he answers
Speaking of love and forever
As we lye in aftermath
He holds me close
Loving as only
A turtle can
And again I whisper
His name and I cherish
The feel of him
There is no one
Like my
Michaelangelo