Steamy, cloudy the beginning unfolds,
as bold and erect as I can,
I walk through the open door
into the light with eyes solely focus
upon the prize on the other side…
My palm finds your cheek,
which I carress with a knuckle sweep.
Every nerve twitching, you see me,
and locked in a moment miracle,
I know I would lose control!
You would finally know for sure.
Obvious, the yearn craving loud,
I’d lean my cheek to brush yours,
ear an inch from my mouth, whisper,
“Forgive me, I can’t help myself…
a secret dream is to feel your lips
for just a moment of your time–
Indulgences utterly sublime!“
Oh muse, I watch your mouth move
not caring if there’s danger here.
Your fire gets me high and hot
and with you in me, I want to stay lost
with my core combustion churning
the love and lust within my breast,
a tasty treat of beautiful singing,
a lullaby to snuggle my mind tonight.
(If only I really could magically will my dreams turn real, lol. My truth is harder to swallow…
You know when something like a dream comes true, actually happens, and you’re on the other side, knowing likely you’ll never get such a riveting feeling again? Oh, my woe acts like an asshole! LOL;)
Oh, to kiss the lips that sing me sleep, a dreamy that’s steamy…
