In slumber's garden, her blossom never sunlight caressing,
My heart, a violin without strings, my soul forever regretting, caesura

A whispered secret, meant for her hearing, now always hiding,
A lyric written without melody, my words forever faltering, caesura

Her sun-kissed strands, fingers trembling, face never revealing,
A piano's keys untouched, longing forever resounding, caesura

Her unshed tears, a sea, my arms empty, never comforting,
A hall deserted, it's quiet forever, sighing, caesura

Our bodies, scattered notes upon a score, never quite touching,
My songs, her deaf stars, never heard, forever yearning, caesura

Gaia's Soothing Haven, on life's edge, forever wondering
Our lost love, like petals, on life's threshold forever blooming, caesura

Her touch, a crescendo, our bodies harmonizing, sound journey.
Heartstrings vibrating in tune, passion bringing, sound journey.

Empty concert hall, without her, echoes in the void.
Mind's dulcimer weaves memories, drifting, sound journey.

Like two violins our bodies now begin a sweet duet.
Our passion a crescendo forever building, sound journey

Fingers tracing landscapes of desire, soft curves exploring.
Our breath, a soft flute, seeks the hidden embers burning, sound journey

Her body a living instrument, vibrations of pure sound.
Powerless, I must follow the maestro's commanding, sound journey

Like a master perfumer, our love's fragrance ages gracefully.
Chords of vintage cello bowing passion, resonating, sound journey

Her lips, a harp's lush glissando, heartbeats suspended.
A honeyed kiss, notes lingering; in silence orchestrating, sound journey

On celestial strings; notes drift in the cosmos; starlight whispers.
Our souls forever stardust on windstrings, meditating, sound journey.

In Gaia's Soothing Haven, our hearts forever on love’s journey.
Notes of desire linger softly, sonnets drift on our sighs.

The most boring part of the day is the day time as
I wish you were with me kissing me everywhere
You want to (f)ucking kiss me , your love only
Comes at night like a loving hallucination it is good
But will not last!  I enjoy the feeling of you being inside
Me!  Doing what you naturally do for me and my pleasure
I wish kissing you; making love to you; to get lost in your
Eyes! As we we do the loving thing to each other,   Kiss me
Where my clothes cover me , and reveal those parts as we kiss
(F)ucking worship me as who I am, as I worship you for
Who you are!
Let me pleasure you at the night
And at the day, and grab my bosoms
I want to trace your lips with my tongue as we make love
Coupling as you are not just my sensei, and I not your student
Come and covet me as your lover and as your student
But I want to know that you love me that you think
Of me as precious
Show me the world!

I am not single
I am haunted
I am not in a relationship
With you
I am haunted by your
Touch
As this will make my
Skin crawl
In the good way
I am haunted by your
Love and your loving
As we make love
Again
And you bury your face into me
I become demonically possessed
I become haunted again
I am haunted by everything you do for
Me as  you do me sweetly and wanted do me again
Tell me that you love me
To exorcism my demons of love
And of passion
As we lock lips
Please free me sweetly
From my haunted  state
As you haunted me
Body
Mind and
Soul
I just hope
That I haunt  you as you
Haunted me
Let me be in love and fall in the fire of your love
Let the flames lick my skin
As you ravage me sweetly
Make love to me
Sweetly
It is the only way
I can get out this insanity

The idea of you falling for me
Not just my naked body  but
Also my emotions too I must
Tell you that I love you  for who
You are you......the idea of you falling
For me is killing me Softly
Killing me sweetly as you kiss me
Everywhere you want sensei  I hold
Your hand as we make intense and
Passionate love.   I aske where you come
From.  You say that you are from the land
Of the rising sun.   Then you kiss me in
The deepest part of me
Kissing my soul not just my womanhood
You love my scent of my body. As you
Kiss me I see a spark in your eye as we
Couple you smile gently and mischievous
I want to kiss you
I want to desire you
I want to smile with my eyes
At you
I want keep having *** with you
My loving sensei, you are falling
For me as we just fall asleep in
Eachothers arms.    As I fall asleep
I heart your heartbeat
Killing my Softly
Killing me  sweetly as we
Lay in eachothers arms
Our legs entwined sleeping
As I wake up you are not there
I wonder where you are
Only to see that you are sleeping
With another student.   But I still
Love you.   It's killing me
Softly
And painfully sweet
If only we could make love again
But I am your ***** secret that you
Are ashamed of.
Why
Are you killing me Softly
Killing sweetly
killing me slowly
But I know in my heart
That you love me only
And that you have tosave face.....

Her lips are like
wet orchids, dressed in
the spring rain,
waiting to be
kissed and
caressed.

As I strip from my clothing
It is you who I intend to please
As you grab my hair and kiss
Me deeply I want to be the
Key to your heart as we make
Sweet love the feeling of you
Inside of me pleases me
As I guide your hand to the
Places I want you to you to touch
As we try more exotic ideas
“Make love to me…..” I say
Moan as you  you mention
About the next day
I hope we can stay in this
Love knot for the longest time
Kissing you is one thing
But you make  love to me in tantric ways
I want to scream as you every inch of you
Goes in!  
I  think if we break this up
It will break us up!  I caress your jaw and feel
You cheeks as you talk to me!   Your touch is the
Sweetest torture for me!  And I want more

You sting my tongue,
steam rising fresh from your bed
heavy in all the right ways.
You're not that hard to make,
yet I am too tired to cook.

You sit in my belly,
the way you taste still swirling around my mouth.
No matter how much you satisfy,
there is always room for you.
Your eyes, red and spicy,
the slow burn of how you spread
through my body.

Yet, I'm still too tired to cook.
I don’t want to over-season you,
the reality of part of you
becoming burnt edges on a ***.
I don’t want to waste a single inch of you,
nor the space that you fill.

I want all of you inside of me,
even if part of you is burnt

My palms glide down your spine
Smooth skin meets sandpaper
As your back tapers into your ***
Sensual or ****** or sanative
It makes no difference to me

Every inch slipping downwards,
The primal urge to please
To elicit a passionate sigh
Sensual or ****** or sanative
It makes no difference to me