After Dark

After dark and closer to her flame
Her smell is so strong
It blurs all my senses
She is the warmth in the night
A paradise never fading

Her lines so beautifully perfect
They create a passion for sin
I’m willing to forget god
To taste those lips
Willing to forget my  name in her eyes

Can’t keep away from her
There’s a gravity pulling me in
Where I burn on her skin
The kind of heat that’s addictive
Reaching into my soul

Sometimes I’m begging for her touch
Tension of anticipation too much
Hotly fired into overdrive
All the erotic zones turned on
Taken beyond the point of no return



©️ Colin Weir 2018