The Depths

I will meet you in our dreaming, my dear sir;  
I will watch to see eyes gleaming as I stir  
The floor of your deep ocean,
Underpinning strong emotion,  
When we're making gentle love; if you prefer  
I will roll onto my belly; I will press  
The mattress with hard nipples and my breasts;  
As you mount my upraised rump  
Slap my bottom; make me jump;  
Ride until your needs are all addressed;  
I'll relax as you spread me and expose  
The love heart of my cunnie and the rose  
Where you will shove your prick,  
As you turn each loving trick  
With the girl you so lust after; I suppose  
You"ll reach to tug my hair while you demean  
My body with your fucking; as you wean  
Me off the softer side,  
Leave me really gaping wide,  
As we meet in sheer obscenity to dream...