Sexy Love

Sexy Love Some say that love is when our rivers join on cotton sheets in mounting passion when you and I share days and nights with Venus’ delta freely flowing advance our bodies candlelit caress desires fit and fitting in all the latest fashion when mingling waters splash the rocks and roll on tidal beaches growing position musky gushes’ swelling delights’ passages in carefree physical obsession when springs let loose in coasting caves change blushes into glowing and we fulfil crescendo’s rhythmic interludes but do mistake loving for possession Hard truths await when rivers dry turn flaccid stagnant trickle’s scorch our beds when climate change in our hearts and mating souls abandoned lie exposed our union built on quick sand crumbling walls fancy contortions immaturely spread when flaking righteousness only amounts to shallow promises disposed reveals the hidden secret of why rainy storm clouds erode the lover’s mindless head when then and how and where the thirsty moonless plights are loathed that reckoning deserves some thought when all else has been done and said Sometimes our rivers flow below the earthy needs and wants flown in the wind when fire’s pleasures kindled spirits need to join beyond sexual application and thus all sensual heartfelt feelings have to be twined and twinned when kindness compassion consideration might super-cede awesome copulation the biggest phallus shapely **** augmented egos and shapely waistlines trimmed when thinking conversations holding each firmly outweighs the grandest fornication and then the river riders circle to sheet and intercourse in true love never dimmed 09th October 2016