Lust

My fingers your ears
Your eyes my tears
My lips your breast
Your tongue my chest
Your mind my soul
My grip your hold
Your hands my thighs
My whisper your sighs
Now gently I kiss your lips
Oh god you feel so hot
A little further down I go
I think I have found the dead spot
Even with you 
Your eyes covered
You could still 
Taste the lust upon my soul
When you discover your purpose
You realize that you belong
To someone a greater
Greater means no longer among
You are no longer a dream
You realize that you are the fairy
All we get is talking talking talking
Speeches all we hear
Badly needed waiting waiting waiting
And another year is here
Achieve anything aim higher 
Work hard dream bigger
Look after yourself 
And love each other
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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