You are that of a fine wine,
our sensual tryst goes past...
I read a poem today and your face
was sketched in every word. Your...
I wish someday,
I could brush your hair...
Your talent for control
over elements...
My love to you is pure
it lives in my throat...
We're amidst the crazy
city; October dimness, women with...
I need to see
what you're about...
You're the piano
and I'm the pianist...
A soft caress as he rubs her back
pushing her hair from her face...
I could call you a cool glass of water.
I'm not going to because you're so much more...
Illustrious lyrics to a melodic tune begin to play
Nefariously expressing the words that we dare not...
A lush autumn day with nothing to do,
Conjuring up thoughts of Kudzu my girl...