Sleepless night, imagination constricting
in and out, adjusting the focus
long legs striding so seductively
cherry lips bright as rose petals
grey matter this spiritual vertigo
vintage masterpiece
dusky the backbeat
in the directors chair
lust, feeding how I want to guide you
in horizontal fevers of inhibitions.
Touch me with crass
sitting in your chair, voyeuristic addiction
whiskey on breath, smoking on a joint
lost in the curtains of vapor
undressing me with your mind
thong and lace, falling on the ground
in nocturnal dreams
the witching hour
unveiling secrets with sticky fingers.
Crawl across the floor
butt reflection on the cabinet
with skin tight corset
moving to rhythm, in soundless motion
just a hint of cleavage
moist goosebumps
those come hither eyes
skirt riding hips
tantalizing expressions
arousing manhood with delicate motion.
sudden straddle
swimming in your gaze
kissing your mouth
a temptress on a mission
glowing in the dark
sucking the sexual hunger
off your lurking tongue
staining your mind
melting wax,
stiffness of badness
dipping in
dripping on
cut, edit, hold me down
afflicting your fantasies
my eternal virgin
'till morning light.
Awakened in drenched sweat
slapped with reality and fantasy a blur
lipstick stained collar
perfume scented sheets
smeared with decadence
recalling nails, moans and screams
echoing, satisfied dreams
holding you
gripping tight..
with 8.9mm's of
spiraling
elusive lust.
