As you walk right in front of me
Every step - the body waving
(Almost as if dancing)
And the giggles once trapped by
Your velvet lips finally roam free
I come closer silently, and though
We do not touch I can feel the warmth
Emerging from your skin -
As it has always been - realizing
You've been wanting me just as much
As I have beseeched you to be
I breathe into your neck ever so discretely
And your shivers thrill me as I'm going deeply,
Into your fantasies, of wild love and freedom
Growing like four-leaf clovers between the trees
Insanity flows, so wet that it's dripping,
Savage lust forges the sound
Of your clothes ripping, under the moonlight
On which we are bound to endure
These cravings until the morning sun
Rises with all it's mighty contour.
Akila Sekhet
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