Thursday, December 10, 2015

It Can Never Be

Dreams, disrupted by sleep
momentarily return...
off in the distance,
an illusion of you stands
barely visible
yet barely clothed,
the light from your eyes
illuminates your breasts
and their softness
intoxicates...
your undulating movements
forward grasps my
manhood in ways
never before felt as
sensuously soft lips
engulf in a controlling way
and your eyes
pierce mine with the
bitter sweet caress of one
seducing and being seduced;
in the middle we met,
but moving any
was not recalled, and yet,
here we are...
together...
you leg in between mine
your wetness against mine,
our hands touching
portals of erotic pleasure
hidden between moans
of desire and the heat
between us polarizes our
oven of desire
never plugged in... still,
we taste each others juices
and kiss each others lips
and we melt into
each others softness
as we fade and disappear
and try to remember
if we can
that, which might have been
had sleep not overcome
our mutual daydreaming. 

29Sept15


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