Thinking of you is
Pristine gratification
Mental mastrubation
Blues annihilation.
Lost in your azurite iris pools
I'll swim to safety onto your lips,
My island.
Plump and full,
Ignore as I pull
Your curls
Falling from your head to your chin.
The closer I get
The more I win.
A deepened kiss
Tango of tongues
Oh darling,
I can dance with you all night long.