If I Could

If I could, I’d kiss your lips.
You’d feel my soul upon tongue’s tip.
If I could, I’d stroke your skin.
You’d feel my heart, what I hold within.
If I could, I’d open you up.
You’d feel true passion, feel true love.
If I could, I’d hold you tight.
You’d feel all I have, you’d feel me, all night.

Love at Last Light

Lovers at last light
Our fingers grasping
As our bodies tried to hold fast
We couldn’t let it end
It mustn’t ever end
Friction pounded out our allegory
Each thrust was like praying for a never ending story
We knew in our hearts, chiming in time
That every moment left 
Was a potential victim of theft
Today is what counts
What we’d rather it didn’t
And despite our best efforts
Soon the night fell…
The three of us now whimpering
Realizing there was nothing we could do

When This Thing Is Done

When this thing is done,

I’m coming to you.

And we’re going to do,

All we dream to do.

When this thing is done,

I’m gonna jump on a plane.

I’m going to fly over to fuck!

And in no way refrain.

When this thing is done,

I’ll do you too.

I’m gonna do you hard,

You know it’s true.

When this thing is done,

We’ll alleviate.

We’ll put right all our wrongs,

And it’ll feel fucking great!



You miss my cock,

I miss your cunt.

We miss our nightly fuck,

We miss our time to rut.

You miss sucking my dick,

Slurping my cum.

I miss licking your slit,

No orgasm undone.

You miss me your Daddy,

I miss you my girl.

We miss the pleasure,

We each give in return.