I want to get lost in your heatwave,
feel not so safe in your space as you
consume my breaths with your burning
brown lips.  I want your hands gripped
on my neck, gliding down my shoulders
and chest, your luridly long arms around me,
engulfing me in your reckless ride.
I relish your wholeness, the magical
places that you take me, the never-ending
oceans that I cross to enter your marvelous
resort, your spotless Courtyard by Mariot.
You make me want to go into overdrive
and feel you in between my thighs, listen to
your ****** moans as you plunge your chocolate
pipe in my wet chamber.  I long for your hot head
to caress in places that need some ****** healing
and loving, to feel you and be so susceptible,
sinking in your masculine empire, your frequency
rummaging through my realm, sparking
every vein in my babelicious body.