Lyft me up

It was a lyft coming right at me
Crossing the line, you just don’t
And my heart seized
Remembering how you teased

How we giggled as we followed one another
Deep into our never never land
Our promises, our swearing
We made our BFF pact…
This would be an adventure of a lifetime

And then,
My cat-like reflexes averted disaster
My path took another swerve

Take Me Apart

The lights up ahead
Are headlights instead
Welcome, but blinding
Their passion, becomes our prosecution
And will you walk your fingers
Along my spine…?
See me Daddy! Prone to your will
My body is your arena
So, please do what you do!
Look into my eyes
And they will give you a clue…
With each lick upon my tiny heart
You take me apart 

I LOVE YOU!

Heart

She opened here legs wide apart,

“Is this pink bit here daddy, is this my heart?”

“No my love, that’s your clit.”

I whispered as I knelt to lick.

“But when I’m excited it has a beat!”

“Really my love? That’s pretty neat.”

“Yes daddy, Fuck yes, daddy, daddy don’t stop!”

It was then that her hips started to rock.

So I didn’t stop, I practiced my art.

And licked my way into my babygirl’s heart.

Desire Assua(sausa)ges

Daily musing, and picture cruising

But dreams only happen when we sleep

Those memories we both replay and keep

A distinct strum, a deep bass

Play it Daddy…

Play it like you mean it

My finger swirls, in yours

Combined and intertwined

A good life, indeed

Our love, a beating stampede

Cracking ribcages

Proving to us that our mutual desire assuages

Your Faceless Head

Berries so rarely blue

Sweetness on tap

Your Faceless head

Makes no sound

But your head with a face makes a tell-tale moan

Shifting the tear ‘a firm-ahhhhh…

We’ll fill the empty skies

With our hollow sighs

Creating a solid for us

Marching towards one another

Our shapes will shift

But our dream will never smother

I’ll monitor yours

If you monitor mine

Detecting those electrical impulses

Recording our activity

Measuring our pace…

The one we love-to-make

Protecting against attacks

We’ll perform our surgical sex

As we transplant our love

via Daily Prompt: Faceless