Adrenaline

Written by: Chris Grundy

Vast, deep, longing, urging
Her eyes rip into mine,
Press further and further,
Searching my soul,
Grasping, gasping, quickly, quicker,
Before the moments gone and
Were mortal again.
Its ceramic elephants,
Huge, there, unforgettable, 
but fragile, teetering in the wind,
with every gust of lust,
we go deeper, living, longing,
for more.
Make me feel invincible, undefeated, alive,
Gods in robes of purple,
I love you,
Now make me breakfast.