Tentacles that twist and turn, is what you use to make me yearn. Grabbing at my soul’s desire, getting ready to spark a fire. Wanting more of you each day, can you please come out to play? Ring around the rosy does not interest me, let us frolic in the sun. Let me loose but not for long, I want to delight in your love.
Paint for me if you will, an image of lovers with dreams that have bee fulfilled. Falling at an accelerated pace, lovers who know they are meant to be bedmates. Paint for me if you will, the intense admiration for me that I know so well.
It strums to the beat of its own drum, little birds collecting nectar give it a hum. It enjoys the visits early in the morn for with jewels it is adorned. Sit with me and drink it in as if you were thirsty very deep within.
Time is measured by days not years for this sweet little dear. For her beauty I do not fear, days turn into weeks yet her essence draws me near. Texture in wrinkles and curls, it’s amazing how much I truly love this girl. In time she fades into a wickedly wonderful hallucination that I see as bright new fancy. So only imagine her being so soft and gentle, not shedding a tear for she is in your heart.
Depths unknown to most, where I find prodigious solace. Curling up tightly into your core, I find myself cherished by scorching amour. Details of life in every crevice, I now know that in your depths is where I belong.
You cast shadows around my heart as if we never were to part. Dancing round and round in sync made my heart skip a beat. You tugged at the strings and made a melody oh so sweet only to rip away at the seams. Now here I am all alone but yours. Shadows have made themselves at home.
A dandy day it is indeed she said amongst all these weeds. Take a look around and find my friends basking in sunlight as the early bright just begins. Throw our wishes to the winds holding hopes of fantasies and desires. With strong conviction they will transpire. A dandy day in the sun until the wind flutters and our world is shattered.
Help! I think I am falling into this ethereal beauty. I cannot help myself her magic is bewitching. Like a magnet is her force, resistance is not a choice. Flowing freely to her core I surrender as if in a war but in free will I will feel her warmth.