Post by daemona on Dec 5, 2005 13:20:12 GMT -5
We´re playing pool
and I lean over...
...the table,
not you.
Silence covers me
not your kisses.
I wish I could
give you a push,
like I do it with the balls,
but you don´t roll,
to me you are a block of stone,
unmovable.
Like a sculptor
I want to draw
my fingers into your flesh,
to touch all that there is,
to taste all that you are.
I want to lick
away the ashes
that cover your heart,
the ashes that keep you
from loving me.
If you cannot
give love
I at least want
desire.
My fire pushing
in you,
as you push
into me.
Fastened breathing
hands holding so close
my tounge on your neck
my moans in your ear
and then my breast
diving into the
sweetness of your mouth
to be fully consumed
by you.
If you don´t want
to move
that´s fine,
I´ll be on top.
Just give me access,
I´ll find a way
to free
the beast
you don´t want to be.
and I lean over...
...the table,
not you.
Silence covers me
not your kisses.
I wish I could
give you a push,
like I do it with the balls,
but you don´t roll,
to me you are a block of stone,
unmovable.
Like a sculptor
I want to draw
my fingers into your flesh,
to touch all that there is,
to taste all that you are.
I want to lick
away the ashes
that cover your heart,
the ashes that keep you
from loving me.
If you cannot
give love
I at least want
desire.
My fire pushing
in you,
as you push
into me.
Fastened breathing
hands holding so close
my tounge on your neck
my moans in your ear
and then my breast
diving into the
sweetness of your mouth
to be fully consumed
by you.
If you don´t want
to move
that´s fine,
I´ll be on top.
Just give me access,
I´ll find a way
to free
the beast
you don´t want to be.
*hugs*
