Monday
The perspiration in the clouds
The vibration in a sound
A truth in a new love that's found..
A turning substance that's been unwound
A feeling deep as dirt hidden under a concreted ground
A love so royal it needs a crown
A turned head to a familiar sound
A drop of water that breaks it way through even glass to reach a sacred love that's finally been found!
The excitement in my bones makes my knee's weak
I fumble, I lean
The chill in my spine, freezes my mind causing my train of thought to spin
Out of control, I fantasize!
My hips in his hands, he holds, the arch of my knee's began to fold
The width in my legs began to expand
The light in my sight is hard to withstand
Our arms reach high, finding each others hands we entangle our fingers
Unsaid words linger
With only glances we reveal deep, lustful, inner secrets
Now caught, I quickly realize
There no stopping the sacred touch of his hand's romance
All the love we felt begins to enhance
The intensity's getting thick
As he kissed my sensual lips
To my neck he takes a couple of licks
Than I began to feel…..
The perspiration in the clouds
The vibration in a sound
A truth in a new love that's found
A turning substance being unwound
A feeling deeper than the hidden dirt under a concreted ground
A love so royal it needs to be with-crowned
A swift feel of a cold Chill snap me back to reality
Realizing I had been softly lowered to the floor
Intensely he glared my body as he went to close the door
Eyes never unlocking from mine
Glances going deeper than the mid-night skies
Revealing deeply, inner, lustful secrets
A fatal lust drives us to a dangerous temptation
We should have hesitation, giving both of our situations
Should We wait till it no longer a sin?
Only in purity can our love flow freely through the wind
Thoughts jumble through me as his, hand's romance, jolted a electric fire of passion
quaking the very foundation of my spirit
Lost in his lust by my reaction, he fights the battle, warring within his mind is the temptation of this fatal crime,
was love making a must?
Falling in temptation and lust, could do things of such!
My heart crushed
As I witness his morals surface,
"I want all of you"
He confessed
"Not just a soul shacking lust"
withdrawing, thoughts invaded our minds
How will we make it through these eternity felt nights?
Next time will we even put up a fight?
Will this love be the wind that blows the Fall leaves of night?
Will it stand tall like tree's in the peak of the spring,
Flow like the waves of the river and sea's?
Thoughts invade our minds as we lay and stare
With love over lust
Sex isn't a must
But when will out composer's crush?
TODAY is MONDAY
Will we make it to SUNDAY??
