Brand new day

Brand new day

My nights are spent writing, sexual fantasies of me and you, scenarios where we're together in a world that's made for two

Stanzas full of fantasy, sharing all our kinky dreams, from bondage to dress up, to me feasting off my Queen

Scenarios of passion, that leaves you dangling on orgasms edge, you begging for the extra stroke, to push you off the ledge

Sex toys, ropes handcuffs and chain, to keep you under my control, your body is my playground, I own your very soul

You wearing what I choose, you seem to wear a lot of lace, just the very thought of it brings a smile across my face

Maybe an abduction, thrown into the boot of a strangers car, not knowing what's happening next but you know you've travelled far

You put on a slow striptease, you give me the slow reveal, you love my admiration, when you're oozing sex appeal

In my kinky dreams and my poetry my limits have no bounds, I have control of everything, i decide on all the sights and sounds

Every dream we share is perfect, but always ends the same sad way, you are then gone and I'm alone to start a brand new day

Ron