it is this quest that thrills people like me
mad love pursuing May heavy rain to kiss
should i dare to hope
you sir fielding my skirt
cool reading my dermis
for the flaring and uncut
playfully dropping shame to greet
bright romance french lacing regards
rousing gentle moonlight stings
taming deeper over sailing me to shore
moaning blouse cheeking buttons
pleasure sipping me focal flushed
madly heavy growing beds to flood
for the flood frequent thrusting hallelujahs