On a bed of roses I give myself to you
and as the stars and moon shine down on us...
Secrets within the deepest part of my heart
I will express all this unwritten speech...
I feel your cool hands,
and soft breath on my neck...
In my dream....
I can see the stars between the branches...
Here I am
A young man...
It happened that night.
He said follow and so She did...
Syllables tumbled murmured
into shoulder mouthing, sweet soft wet...
I have wet dreams and cocaine rise.
Damp socks and glassy eyes...
Gently touch my hand,
And tell me that I'm safe...
Once again, the monsoons hath turned. Great...
Let play the harps, bow the violins as before was...
Our bodies move to the rhythm, your hands on my...
We begin to move slower, we just follow the beat...
I cry unto thee
Dost thou hunger linger deep...