I imagine your sensitive, sensible arms, exquisite
exquisite, exciting arms holding me, hands...
Lust ( Tyburn)
Needing...
You and me dancing on a cloud
Arms wrapped tightly around your neck...
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...