Memories or deja vu or mémoires or âîñïîìèíàíèÿ ( russian )lol ,who knows but this one begged to be released so I will let you decide on its worth...
panting we fight to control need
the greed the wanting of more
our desire’s lapse of judgement
at first craving just a touch, a kiss
but all the time begging more
in the falling magic of dawn
lips taste lips and capture love
we dance the dance of the fingertips
like chords of a cello lightly touched
devouring each other’s essence
pushing, pushing lust to the limit
warm lava flow release the seed
then in each others arms…
sated we lay in little death
