Wishful dream

Wishful dream

The Sun rises slowly I guess it's time for you to go, I close my eyes tightly trying to make our parting slow

I feel us separating as we begin to slowly start to drift apart, you returning from whence you came, the pain hits me in the heart

My hand grips yours tightly but still you slowly slip away, I'm just left with the sweet but stinging memories of our night of sexy play

Each kiss still hangs on my lips, I still have your cherry lipsticks taste, the nectar of your flower in my mouth, not a drop of you went to waste

I can still feel the claw marks, I touch the bite marks on my skin, all left and made by you, from our night of kinky sin

My eyes adore every inch of you, I'm obsessed by every curve, looking at you in my bed, excites every single nerve

When I'm alone in my bed, I wonder if you hear me scream, I'm awake and on my own after another wishful dream

Ron