PARA THIN ALOS 22
EN PLO 2017/1
⚤ ♌ + ♒EN PLO 2017/1
2 EVOLVING TALE
A dream’s a dream,
and that is all,
I don’t know if it should be otherwise,
I’ve heard a scream,
then heard a cry,
then louder still I heard your smiling eyes.
You came close,
you kissed my lips,
delayed so many years this affection,
you’re still a rose,
you move your hips,
then on my lap, tasting my hard erection.
The kisses flow,
the daring hands
explore each other’s body in detail,
the faces glow,
could never equal this evolving tale.
You hold me tight,
as I caress
the fire of your breasts with thirsty mouth,
you dim the light,
as I undress
your body, as I’m going for your south.
I’m at your gate,
you have me like a lover known for years,
at any rate,
like a wish,
that gets fulfilled when foggy moral clears.
Of love you speak,
that comes and goes,
but when it’s present cannot be mistaken,
with it let’s stick,
see what it throws,
but as for now my love, your point taken.
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