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Pillow Talk
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Pillow Talk I love mornings that I thought were last night Touched awake, in a daze, of morning light Commercials of walking fingers on tiptoes in my mind as my arms snake down within the covers finding, such masculinity ---- until such an inhale; a gasp my surprise, within eyes; held hard as cement thick as thick can get I'm immobile; heart frozen Speechless and scared. Your expression --- soft as ever as is the kiss before the turn before the weight you place upon me departing in the next breath like the rising sun perhaps a prayer for you're on your knees now asking that I join you by taking my legs in your hands imprinting as you do in fingerprints and smiles in the fog of a good morning FUCK I thought I dreamt it when I woke again Then, I thought perhaps it was last night I spread my legs to confirm it I smelled you... and me I saw you on the couch you followed me into the kitchen with such secrets. I love your secrets those, pssst -- moments those whispers that are only kisses but I cherish every one such delicious tales continuous scandals unspoken, everytime I'm still unaware of the hour It doesn't feel like afternoon now Its 1pm. It feels more like, 11am how that speaks of it, doesn't it?? the cement of the morning it's abrasive entering of my wet flesh I don't even remember drifting off again I do remember your strong arms, holding me They are gone now though... They were gone when I awoke with the pillows and I am still in the moment of the morning that I thought was last night. Not wanting to wake I want to dream of it again.. and again. I'm greedy that way. |
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Ummmm. I've always love erotic dreams! I still/Wantodou2
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Ummmm. I've always love erotic dreams!
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