She whispers
"I'm psychic"
He Gasps
"Whoa"
he said
"I bet I can read your mind"
she said
"You’ll never read my mind"
he said
He closes his eyes
Her face closer to his
He takes a peak
She leans
kissing his cheeks
He smiles
opening his eyes
"Good guess"
he said
She smiles
"I predict it"
she said
He smiles
"I am thinking about it"
he said.

Streams of notes
Dancing on their toes
Standing on a string
Sounds like singing
Ahh wait its not
It doesn't have a plot
A form of a code
Or is it a node
With every move they make
It's something they create
A sound A noise
A perfect poise
It gets louder as they continue
What is this tribute
The sound fills the background the room
The sound of pleasure and amuse
Ahh
Its Music
Its Music

My eyes are burning
Body filled with thoughts
Wanting you
Thinking about your outline
You left me consumed
…Hmmm Now
Sneaking myself onto the sheets
Running my tongue down your
Bringing you from slumber
You can feel me tease
Dancing against you
I take you in
Awaken..
Your deep sigh escapes
I can feel your pulse
Desire drives me
Rocking you gently
Your hands touch me
Faster?
I’m pulled up
Followed by kiss
We both sigh
Good morning Bliss

Where you would like to visit, I've been asked
Oh on this planet.. Id visit

The delicate lids of the eyes
Staring, oh how time flies
The smooth planes of the chest
Ahh while the sun sets
The sinewy of muscles
Nothing but cuddles
The plump lips
On a face I wish to kiss
Upon a touch
I want so much
Warmth of embrace
Indulge that face
My lips in a kiss
An inevitable bliss

Oh, that’s not what you meant
I suppose.. Florence

Today i'd like to sit and read
Forget that I have work in need
Ignore the things I must do
And just enjoy a book or two

First time
Its a mistake
Second time
Its a choice
Third time
Its an addiction
A bad habit

Holding it
Its hard and hot
I should be careful
It might spil or drop
It's a handful
Spiral my toungue around its tip
Tempting I thought
It's time let it in
I grab it
It's in
Ahh I moan
sweet taste of sin
I love having
coffee in the morning

The Mug
Coffee or Tea
I envy
It's like a hug
It embraces
Coffee or Tea
I envy
You, it faces
Those lips
Coffee and Tea
I envy
With a kiss
Awaken by moaning
Coffee and and Tea
I envy
I want that morning
I envy
To be Coffee and Tea

He went out to play
What can I say?
He wants me to beg him to stay
Hey was that rhyme
He said im fine
It’s impossible giving the time
We haven’t spent much but all I think he’s mine
He’s mine to keep
Is it possible that im feeling this deep?
Want to dance around cheek to cheek
He is sweet and great
No doubt not debate

Words
are powerful
dont miss use it
Words
are strong
dont abuse it
Words
are dangerous
we need a license  for it

Awesome morning she thought
It’s cold and breezy
But why is she feeling hot
Its him! Breathing easy
Fluttery and butterflies
Dancing around free
It’s him, otherwise
It might be coffee
A smile that won’t escape
The thought of him is a thrill
His smile his voice his nape
Aaaaa its 8 o’clock still
The anticipation is killing
Less than 12 hours
Can’t stop smiling
The night will be ours
Back to work thinking
Less than 12 hours