Easily aroused at the noon of night, time to say good morning in that special way So many sounds, and to my point of view the mood is right for those things that I shouldn't do but do anyway
What should I do to convey to you That there is a primal need to feed this brew Of lust and untamed general excuses, the make believe, and urgencies all to get next to you
"Where to begin"? My thoughts are at attention While my flesh rips from within. I'm a slave to these waves of intimacy shackled to the seeds of my intentions
I am so captivated by your sleeping physique So enticed by the subtle words your form brings to mind. I seek to infiltrate your mounds and depressions, your angles and impressions, and topple this fortress of pillows, covers, and sheets
Once again, "where do I begin?" I plot and divulge the scheme Maybe the base of your stance, the arch of your feet? A firm grip to squeeze and massage away The pain of your daily stride. Equal care for every soft colored nail, and each one kissed admired and dismissed. I can tell your skin is impressed by this
Oh where can this moment lead? I trail of to the rear of your knees Oil soaked palms, on your warm toned calves I kneed and *****, till that tension passes Are you ready to announce your submission I can hear your deep exhales from your face down position
Can you turn to greet me, face upward to receive me Your eyes lock to mine. Even though there filled with the days exhaustion. They shine like they arrived from the sky Waking for the experience, "hello my love" Relax and enjoy and let me exploit you A few kisses and my tongue shall anoint you While my fingers explore the very core of your erogenous ****** being
Our journey has no predetermined destination Just the satisfaction of knowing when we arrive
This night I'm endowed with pride, and I strive to make you believe (that) Every lap around your, every tap upon your, never stop until your, waiting for the tide to recede. With every breath you encourages me As we kiss and break up (our senses) Then collide and make up (once again) A new dimension to an old trend (lovers) A new connection to an old friend (you) A new ingredient to an old blend (embrace) A new depth to a old shallow end(******) With that eruption I want you to receive what I send
In the after glow of your embrace I indulge in your taste Both our flesh cooled by our sweat Only to find heat in our relief and The absence of our possessions and stress. Nothing else exist when we do No other sound can drown the song of our impromptu passion
As we agree that slumber is our next quest to embark I kiss your lips and we lock sights A unspoken appreciation for our Good Morning at Midnight