Many seasons ago
Where I slid down
She winked my way
Like a faker would

Took hook and sinker
Then followed her
As she pulled me
By a fishing line

Into a white room
Feeling two hums
She spun me around
Falling into her

A red filled tub
That stained us both
Sent me to take
Into running long

Until this very day
She still remains
In my spotted skin
Like a memory

While wanting to see
Her bare long legs shook slightly
Kept him from leaving

My milk filled her sea
As her hand held more of me,
Figuratively

She rests on his chest
With hips meeting in one place
Stirring all the juices

Holding her so close
Molds ourselves into one soul
In the kiln of lust

A lobe between teeth
Gets nibbled by one wanting
More than just warm flesh

My fingers found her
Lying there so very still
Her moans asked for more