Skin like gold
eyes of lust
surrender to me
the nectar of your attention
****** and innocent
lips criminal and shameless
sinful teeth like sculptures,
shower me with the sunlight of your validation
covering my acres of limbs
tangled gracefully in you.
Our immortal contentment,
burning only for moments
dimming to deja vu
you arise from our disheveled heaven
replacing the garments shed in the dead of night.
Your god-like stature
looks rotted in straight black suit pants,
your alluring atmosphere
dulling to a whisper of our dawn indecencies.
Returning to the street awaiting beneath my home,
you blend into a sea of outsiders
realization dancing across my conscience

I never met the man that left my bed
only a persona of lust to calm my racing head