Dream weaver

Dream weaver

Muse, inspiration, dream weaver, you bring pictures to my sleep, from these pictures my poems form, inside my rhymes you creep

Your eyes bring out the stars at night, your smile it brings the Sun, your body brings out my lustful side, you bring out the Devils son

You turn me to my darker side, my fetishes start to show, BDSM and roll play, my favourite way to go

Sex games of the nasty kind, you plant movies in my brain, like sex in a public place, like fucking on a plane

Bondage, beatings, domination all the styles of sex I love, sucking on your cliterus, eat your pussy from above

I close my eyes your naked, your everything I crave, often dreams of gothic sex, fucking on a grave

You bring to me so many dreams, each one different every time, I wake up with an idea about you, so i write it down in rhyme

Dress up, bondage, naked lust, there's so many ways to choose, all brought to me in my dreams, by you my sexy muse

Ron