My Phantom Lover Part I

One of these days, I refuse to aim my lover’s bow or hide  
The need in me moves me closer to your manly side  
Falling upon such a hard gift as you dip, slip in, and then hungrily glide  
Every true hero needs a platform, a rose so red  
Beautifully souls dancing in good stead  
Spellbinding words caressed as if tenderly felt, gently spoken  
Passion to love has been awoken  
 
I was like a song so out of key  
Then you came and gave my beautiful soul a melody  
 
Bodies entwined on a silken covered bed  
Shh…just forget what we’ve said  
Feel with your heart not your head  
Surrendering my will under your strong explorative hands  
Mm, a very handsome man, with explicit demands  
I think, therefore, I see, I softly feel  
For one night I would love to be the imaginary of your nightly rapid thrills  
 
Vintage wine sipped by soft candlelight  
Passion, the lust of desires given unto you with all my softly might  
Don’t worry I tenderly scratch, not bite  
The beautiful music is getting louder  
Desires, passion a gift unto a woman’s power  
Keep turning me on  
My mind seduced by the lyrics of a lonely clandestine song  
 
Before I met you, my sun refuse to shine  
Then all the warmth suddenly caressed me from behind  
 
My Phantom Lover  

 
My first, my last, my everything, enough said on such a beautiful matter; a mind is a terrible thing to waste and for such an intellectual poet, who contours the heart utilizing such limited stanzas, I must humbly acknowledge, with much respect and admiration. You deserve to walk this red carpet
 
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