sprung

Drifting off in thought I get lost, picture me and you under the stars out in my backyard, we can pitch a tent and stay all night, get lost in your soft lips, hand and hand are body's pressed in, wrapped up in your skin, exploring your body from end to end, your hand slowly moving down my side I feel the tingling on my inside, I see you rise as I slide my hand between your thighs, as I bend down to visit your mound I feel your fingers all around as we become one I'm instantly sprung, rough and slow I'll never look at another sole, I give you my control, lost in your abyss my feelings grow, don't drift away those stars are still out during the day