Tempo of Lust

Wrap your roused flesh, wrap it around mine.

Move at an erotic tempo, lustfully kept in time.

Infidelity in a synchronous fashion.

Beat out every ounce of pent up passion.

Til crescendo cums, a chorus screamed aloud.

Duet in sinful secrecy, yet scored loud and proud.

Ooze our lust o’er sex ridden sheets.

And hum to the tune that we still discreetly  keep.

I dream dreams

I dream dreams whilst wide awake.

The sort of dreams that’d make most shake.

But not you my Beauty, you dream them too.

For we are two of oh so few.

Wavelengths aligned, souls synchronised.

We see excitement not fear in each other’s eyes.

I dream dreams vivid with the colours of lust.

We make them real because we must.

We act on our desires, we make them real.

Personify perversion for the pleasure we need to feel.

I dream dreams and so do you

A natural synergy felt by oh so few.