HER.

Our meeting will be destined...
She. HER.
Someone so sensual, such that the depth of your being is set on fire just from a glimpse at her body...the Sound of her voice...
Deeply emotional. So vulnerable.
Completely defenseless, she will succumb.
HER love will overflow. So much so that...
It drips. From her lips, onto mine...
& even dripping down onto my thigh..
Intoxicating.
She'll quiver like the first time-EVERYTIME.
When the tremors subside, we will...
Lay with each other...legs locked.
Lips locked, fingers locked...
Her oxygen. Her liquid LOVE...
She'll breathe me, I'll swallow her every...
Drop.
A love that never goes cold...Only...More.
More passion. More trust. More strength.
A love filled w. Breathtaking kisses...
Fingers that explore every contour...
Sensual sounds, sensations.
Severe resistance. Only to...
FUCK me w. A vengeance.
& when its all over, its not over.
She is:
HER.

Will we...

My heart has a question to ask of yours.
Are you obtainable?
Your appeal is what makes this all seem...

SURREAL...See;

Your mental has enticed me...
But was this supposed to happen?
Were my hands meant to caress my own thighs?
What's to become of my lustful leak?
The puddle of wetness settling in my briefs...
A hidden lust for something; someone so distant.
So I tease myself with the thought you.
Please myself with the thought of you.
Free myself; with the thought of you.
Wondering if I'll ever...have you...