Touch it (featuring a response by Solomon Song)

I know that you are looking        
and that you want to touch it        
       
It's slightly cooled        
since departing from the heat        
       
Smooth and silky        
       
glistening with moisture        
as droplets trickle down and fall        
       
I know that you are looking        
and that you want to touch it        
       
It's soft and its wet        
just give it a rub        
       
Now, I know just what your thinking of        
and where your head is at        
but baby...It's not that        
Your wrong, don't take that bet        
       
Since I've piqued* your interest        
I guess I'll have to share        
It's not what you were thinking of      
     
       
       
Hey dude, it just      
     
        
       
MY WET HAIR        
       
(my first attempt at adding humor...at the request      
 of my cousin Veronica! so I dedicate this to her)  
   
word use correction *thanks arbelos
 
A Response...created by Solomon Song
 
So I draw near to touch you there,  
Run-rub my fingers through that hair,  
Its wetness spread by same fingers.  
Your favoured shampoo's smell lingers.  
Dark lengths around my digits wind  
Of the first clump one hand does find,  
Then I give short, sharp, playful tugs;  
You wince, I soothe with squeezy hugs  
Of the arm that's of your hair free,  
Then we descend in reverie'.  
 
I smell another wetness come  
From parts that are south of your tum,  
That is the silent sex "Hello"  
From your greater lips down below.  
Then: "I want back in the shower"  
WITH YOU!  Feel - taste - pussy power!  
Oh, why that blush across your face?  
You wanted there in the first place!  
Thus I bow to my Cougar Queen,  
Get "down dirty" & then shower-clean!