A treacherous heart set its mark
the lion roar into the wee hours
of the morning
My caramel body responded to his every word
kissing my shoulder was a sigh of relief for those emerald eyes
Is Irish balsam a match for this Ebony beauty?
My beautiful lips,
he long to kiss
we unfolded like hesitant daffodils in springtime
I never heard his spoken words
I only saw his mysterious face
How could I be in love with the eyes of the Irishman?
And the tongue of the drunken sailor
I knew that if he knew how I felt about him
his poetic way of thinking would
a set off romantic setting into cyber space.
making a love connection
without the distraction from a harsh world.

A Irishman and his midnight lover,
the mind, body and soul havoc the hearts
into believing that love is worth fighting for
Distant, time, space or even race,
Couldn’t take tear us away from cyber space;
my ****** quest was answered.

"Nibble my ear, I wrote
and softly whisper my name
a soft touch could command the heart to accept love
however, the thought of his emerald eyes,
his manly hand holding and caressing
my long slender legs while his hands and lips
Transcends heat from his
hot balsam breath upon my neck
his tranquilizing cologne made me sigh with relief:

Locking eyes against each other image
a mystical force  rock the airwaves and into cyber space
Let me set you drunk with desire
Gentle hold my face and look deep into my eyes
True love never dies
Our tomorrows look promising
We were one with the soul