Scent of sex pre-mate
trace of fluids pervade...
You make me fly without wings.
You make my heart wants to sing...
Bring it baby to the ground,
Let's beat this world with our sound...
Don't look at me like this
with barely disguised...
Lust electric
throbbing itch...
To your poetry
to your heart...
Carnal wiles
dont ignite my fire...
Imagine dream town
imagine uber-liberty...
Shreds of my being
in worded musings...
I must be tired why am I so down
where is the little girl...
Carnal wreckage
on the bed...
Here We Are
I Can See You...