Sex, brought us together,
Sex, and wanton lust.
Sex, the urge to procreate,
Sex, not an option but a must.
Sex, mind blowingly amazing sex,
Sex, that we have thankfully shared.
Sex, that we can’t possibly do without,
Sex, of our dreams, not nightmares.
Before us lies an invisible bridge
And our fingertips are like little periscopes
Breaking the surfaces
That lay between us
Poking up for clarity
We finger for our pathway…
And you spread my thighs open
To the point of cracking
And we could both see inside
Into those places you like to hide,
Those places you like to ride…
Crossing to me, I cross to you
And with one touch, one trace
We knew love in that special place
The useless method of my valor
My body was bow-ing…
As I was looking out the window at bow-ing
Trying to get off, in time with those take-offs
A hangar there, a hangar here
Coming out of your closet…
That folded shirt
An un-wrinkle in time
That shows your checkered past
That story about how you are built-to-last
Only you can go the distance
Only you can finish this race
My panties are there to be used
To cushion the flow, and capture your blow
My body is your body
Damn right I’m naughty
Speaking in my riddle
And all the while…
I’m still craving just a little…
I wish the whole world would just disappear and leave just me and you.
I wish my life was so so different and I could do what I want to do.
I wish sometimes my eyes were still closed and I hadn’t seen the things that could be.
I wish above all that I didn’t have to wish and that you were here with me.
via Daily Prompt: Disappear
It’s there, I see it, so do you.
A glimmer of hope, an inkling of the truth.
It’s there to be captured, to be used and abused.
We just need to reach out, to grasp and do!
Fear keeps apart, at least it does for now.
For taking the steps to togetherness, seem impossible somehow.
But then I see it, I know you do too.
That glimmer of hope, that gets us both through.
via Daily Prompt: Glimmer
I want to cause chaos,
Run rampantly through you.
Disrupt your every thought,
Hamper all you do.
I want to interfere,
Put myself in the way.
Make you lose concentration,
On all but me today!
via Daily Prompt: Disrupt
Frigid, cold, dead.
The opposites of you my love.
Burning, hot, oh so alive.
The opposites that just don’t say enough.
Less, none, nothing at all.
The opposite of which I desire.
More, all, everything.
The opposite that I want, come light my fire.
via Daily Prompt: Frigid