Monday, August 8, 2005

Sweet Sweat.

Movements of your body make memories in my mind.
If I could hold you now, I would crush you close.
Under me, you’d find your place in the world.
Seeing you and hearing you excites and induces.
I wonder if you’ll taste as I dream.
Lust mixed with a hint of class.
And I watch you act.
Slow and intoxicating.
You tease and fade from my senses.
Never a moment where you are free from my thoughts.
Or that my body forgets your allure.
Wraiths of passion play out scenes in my head.
X-rated love filled twister on a bed.
You don’t even have to say yes.
You only have to not say no.
Trust me.
I’ll do all the rest.