Cry, Sigh...Desire

...And so


Another day dawns
as he slips away...

Into a mind-gone
afar into dreams sway

How does desire
make him truly feel?
what would her touch
skin to skin reveal?

What does the face
of reality see?
is it mutually elusive
this... 'love's proclivity?'

A desire to kiss her lips
a desire to hold her bliss...
folded into the grasp of hands
emboldened, by
passions'  inherent demands...

Her eyes, a wonder, he'll
wander to get beyond her
inhibitions, saunter through
her tenuous tendencies of
vivacious admissions...

So many routes ponderin'
along dreams about...her
and those achingly pressing
surges...

When such desirings occur...




*Ok, so I dream wwaaayyy
too much! soooo!?? shoot me!
lol nah actually that'll hurt! lol*