Secret Skies

I visit you upon the nightly breeze  
To fuck away a thousand nights apart;  
The welling tears in my eyes will not sieze  
Or overwhelm the sense of joy we mark.  

Please plant my midnight garden, decorate  
my souls with your cock's efforts, as you grow  
Inventive, mirroring the way I'll ache  
For more when you have me, as you well know;  
 
The looming presence of your private wishes  
Ensures I will spread wide to meet your needs;  
When I lie back I want to be delicious:  
A fresh and fertile flower for your seeds;  
 
I'm loving every moment, sleeping days  
Ready to fly for you through secret skies  
I will never be taken in sun rays,  
And only come for you after moonrise.
 
 
(Awkward, aren't I - smiles)