Fantasy picks up another feather
scrolls around a hundred weather
plays around into mocking concoctions
blurring the already attested visions.
Foreplay.
Controlling minds, the passions unveil
into fiery eyes and moist vengeance
unadulterated sighs of de-flowering cusps
resonate their echoes into titillating alleys
Touched.
Running calmness down my spine
visions stir for a while
the hunger savaged into heated whispers
steamy seduction blooms like colored petals.
Close my eyes and hold you tight
you get dressed, leaving me naked.
inhibitions now,a destroyed fortress
as you go away to your daily routine
And I gently hum,
Love will set you free..
Love will set you free..
