This is my skin
It keeps out the words
The words I rather not hear
This is my skin, it is thick
How is it you are still under it
This is it not your skin
How is it you are still under it

Your skin is my skin
How do I love you
How do I lust you
Am I sinner because I do both
Your skin is my skin
It is your skin that I touch
It is your skin, it is your skin
I have marked you
Marked you like my favorite poems
I will open you again and again
I love you
I lust you
I cannot do one and not do the other

Tell me your secrets
I'll pour you the wine that you so desire
Should it get late, I'll tell you mine

My heart has been worn away
By the breast of women rubbing against it
The scars from the passion

My youth slowly losing its beauty
I can't go with this circling world
Please make my desires be true

Light skin tone
pretty Latin lady
tattoos, brown hair
curvy, with pretty eyes

close to the Texas coast
A discreet approach
older Latin guy

starting talking
friendly, but cautious
looked into your blue eyes
like the same weird music

sipped on bulleit bourbon
talked surprisingly deep stuff
we walked back through fireflys

curiosity, genuine attraction
exchanged some hot words
your interest further peaked
You even told me your wants

Kissed your lips
With that one touch
I'm  hook
I have a need
A need of more of you

I asked the old man
How long have you been married
He answered
60 years, but it only feels like 1 day

60 years of marriage
Growing old
That's true love

I was lost and alone
From the heavens an angel
Quietly drifted through the Night
Your eyes have brought the Light
You've Collected my scattered dreams
****** me with your silent screams
Ever since you came to me my angel
I've wanted to hold you
Close to my heart
Now the miles between us
My desires never fades waiting for you to come to me
Embrace, Touch and Feed me tonight
Light this idle fire
Take me on your flight
Take my soul that's my desire
What a lovely Angel
Descended Upon me
Today is now tomorrow
Whisper to me of possibilities
Corrupt me with your kiss
From your lips
We both know it's a desired thirst of Possibilities

I gave a girl flowers with a card
Thought I'd make her happy
It only made her cry, Didn't know why