Monday, July 9, 2012

Looked, Mused, Fantasized

I looked at him, mused him
Fantasized him
My heart rushed
He turned me on

He lay bold and beautiful
I touched him with all the tenderness
I put my ears on his chest
A strange heart, beating

I kissed his forehead
And we flew to a world
Through the long winding roads
Dark roads lay ahead
And our hearts raced together

I made love to him
Tender, delicate love
Between his legs I gasped and thrived
Our hands clutched on to each other
As I lay close to his heart

We stopped before the dream would
Since both were tired
But our faces had the glow
Glow that is rare

A sweaty muscular young man served me coffee
And there he stood watching me
His eyes told, he wants to make more love
Wilder, stronger and steady

I dropped my coffee,
And it splashed on to some wrinkled faces
And then a few drops formed cakes in mud

I kissed his lips
And he was on
And I was on

I pressed my body against his torso
And we made love all through the winding roads
Wilder, stronger and steady love
Between his legs I gasped and thrived
Our hands clutched on to each other

And the dream world came closer and closer.

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