Longing

What would I give,once more To hold the blue-eyed angel I adore? Earth has not anything to show more fair Than the cascading of her golden hair. Oh!To drink in her breathy sighs As I lie between her moistening thighs. To nibble upon her soft ear lobes To sip upon her succulent globes While around me her legs entwine tightly (Such closeness I crave nightly) To hold me deep within her sweet oasis As I shower her half ope lips with kisses. This dream doth me tantalise With her ivory skin and bewitching eyes. There is nothing I own of any treasure That could ever purchase such loving pleasure.