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
My cat-like reflexes averted disaster
My path took another swerve
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!
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.
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
Proving to us that our mutual desire assuages
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
I will defy you in every word.
I will resist ’til the war has turned.
I will fight with every fibre of my being.
I will strain to wipe you off my scene.
I will never fall under your rule.
I will defend my heart, and soul too.
I will win and love will prevail.
And you, yes you! You will fail.
Some have said I have a heart of gold.
Some have said I am much more.
But I’d ask you, do you believe?
Or would you assay, just to be sure?
Do you take my word as bond?
Or is that a leap of faith too far?
Do you believe my words of love?
I hope you do for they’re from that heart.
via Daily Prompt: Assay