Sprays of Sweet Nothings

Throughout full room sprays of sweet nothings suffuse Mellow are memorial moments, mirth as well as my muse High-floating foams, filled with redolent renaissance Gently freshen up and fondle my hairs My hairs, eager to inhale inspiring air Grow fixated upon and fused with her familiar fragrance Daisy-cutting eddies, gurgling into grokking gobos Cozily cluster around and coddle my feet My feet, hot to trot Cytherean beat Meet and mate her mountable mojos Heading remontant rose Toeing orgasmic tempos Head o'er heels lost in surreal suspense Heart and soul lilting amid soothing sense. Throughout full room sprays of sweet nothings suffuse Away from sentimentality fades solitary recollection abuse Whirling purls pearl brittle bygones bit by bit Padding my bedtime barrenness with her tickling tidbit Hard-landing her palatable presence onto my daydream's drought Soft-landing my heart's heavy hit upon her lips' light pout. Throughout full room sprays of sweet nothings suffuse Into cuddled conjugality condense double desired dews Spinning wavelets weave precocious prospects strand by strand Priming my proposed sky with her promised land Plying my heats and dream with her peaches and cream Plying her apron's thin strings into my thought's thick theme. Throughout full room sprays of sweet nothings suffuse That's where her hydroponic halo highlights my Hippocrene hike And where my flourishing fashion kindles her honeyed hilarity alike That's everywhere mel and muse fuse and effuse.