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...
Lick my lips tenderly wild,
Share my soft naked skin...
I long to be with my girl such agony 'till that...
Desire of both consuming minds, day dreams 'till...
Lying here in my lonely bed
Looking at our beautiful treasured keepsake...
Drunk again on your tomorrows,
choir of dragonflies sweetly...
I always knew I heard a faint, soft voice --
I now know that it was your fair heart's song...