subject: the spirit is incomplete
post date: 2007-10-11 11:12:39
i beg for more to have your very soul inside me
to part my lips and push to my very being
to feel the rhythm as you dance within
it becomes repetition as the sound of the beat
i beg for more as the beat of the music quickens
i taste the very thrust as it goes though halls
the touch against the walls simulating my center soul
feeling my lips fold with the very thrust
the rhythm varies as my lust raises wanting more
to feel the rush of the bliss which is at hand
the sweet rush to calm the spirit before the breath
the breath be out of control with each thrust
the awaiting explodes into wonderness bliss
wishing it to never end but to find i am still breathing
that before the breathing was so fast that it stood still
as it become calmer i find you have exploded too
the walls have been flooded and is still pouring down
as a waterfall pours it being serenity to the being
the soul become calm and serene
but the spirit is still desirous
