Wrap your legs around me tonight,
he begs
Whisper to me through the web
His voice huskily beseeches
His eyes breathe pillowtalk whisper
fingertips feel a little bit crisper.
Which web, she murmers hungrily
The heat builds between them
as if there is even an in- between.
The cobwebs on my heart.
He groans and shifts and aches
for her sword of velvet to stab through
his doors of steel
Im a slave to you, you’re my heroine
i’ll shoot you up my arm
help me to feel free.
This I can do , her body replies
and its a kaleidoscope of de ja vu and fresh experience
An ocean view of Woman,
and masculine musk
A grave of endless ******
a playroom of opportunity Soon they can’t drown
they will drag against gravity and greet the sun but for now
it is all they can do to stay
afloat