I dream of my muse

I dream of my muse

I want to make love to you, I wonder how you'd feel, run my hands across your skin, if only this was real

Kissing you so softly, your nape it smells so good, breathing in your essence, if I only could

Look into your pretty eyes, run my fingers through your hair, to kiss you on your awaiting lips, to love without a care.

To spoon up behind you, to wrap your hands in mine, to hold your body close to me, a love to last all time

Touching you everywhere, your legs, your arse, your tits, gently part your flowers petals, to kiss your soft damp bits

To taste your love juice, to have you on my tongue, make you cum with passion, until the night is done

For you to feel my veiny rod, its solid just for you, it wants to slide into your cave, feel my need for you

All these things I think of, I'd love to make you seep, if you want to share my dream, get in my head and peep.

Then you would know how I feel, of how you make me dream, I dont just lust after you, its deeper than it seems


Ron