The moment you walk in my heart becomes weak. The lights down low. We begin to start off real slow. A gentle whimper followed by a kiss. A wondering thought. An endless bliss. You lay under the same sheets I myself lay. At first I ran, but now I stay. Your hand wonders up my hips. You softly invade my lips.  The once cold room is now scorching. The blankets are kicked off. There's no more forcing. Our bare skin touches. Our lips lock, Yours; Oh so Luscious. The pure child I once was now ruined. Lust fills my eyes, suddenly everything is real; disillusion. Your warmth is my everything, my first, my last, my forever fling. The ice that once froze me is now melted. The mark you leave on me now welted. Once I have finished you're still wanting more. Exhausted I am I show you the door. Until you kiss my lips again, you lead me back for more. Insatiable is what I envision never satisfied not even for a minute, never more.

Water Lily how did you rise above the muck?
  Are you just gifted with such impeccable luck?

  I look into the mud to find a Water lily, she blooms, and blossoms above the rest. Does she know she is beautiful, or does she see those around her; and think the same? Her shimmering white gleams over the brown unified mush. She's close to the edge all she needs is a push. Water Lily do not drown for you are the only pure flower in the town. People don't treat this Water Lily right, that is why she stays up all during the night. Her grace is nothing for she is grace. The floating blossom above the rest is the Water Lily that I hold near my chest.