Compelling like magnets
Pull thrusting scandals
Thighs chocking in comfort
Ouch I like it – I do
Come cool now drool wipe me off
With fiddle bending hands
Do you like this – do you
My metaphors that is
A grin to those who read this
Tapestries wiskering me glee
Truth is I’am like scorpion governing this ecstasy
Pure leaps spiraling tugging straight and for your chest
Tag Archives: ecstasy
You Be Me
I’ll be you
Fingertips stiff enough to shade
Your exact face edible
Mouth battling the painted gesture
Distinctness you passionately possess
You darling trembling ever so scarcely
For this agreeable nakedness decorum
Clever moving to sun
Exhaling souls to sweetly
Rising leaping voices
Their clumsy legs
Hushing kissing silence
For my wrists seeking artist
Cross hatching your portrait depth
Landscape hand slicing curves
Framed poising us rain
Housing instantly intense
Knowing how many I love yous
God thrilled us ecstasy . .
