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...
Listen as it speaks its name ever so gently
And whispers its intentions ever so fervently...
Looking up at the ceiling after the night's dream,
was it reality or a illusion...
Glistening flower
So pink and red...
Soft raven hair falling past her shoulders,
Encircling her face highlighting her skin...
There is a heat
A fire...
Submission is not a phase or something taken...
It is devotion to someone both mental and...
My soul burns with desires that can't be tamed.
Revealing a new person inside that frightens me...