Under The Spell Of Sweet Memory

In memory,
I reminisce
I even feel
that fevered kiss

Scents and sensations,
The Beach Boys sang
of "Good Vibrations"

You never failed
to have me swollen,
deep inside
the lava flowin'

I think
how naughty we've been,
and I feel a rise
and that knowing grin

A call to be returned
to that scared heat
where passion burns

But not before my taste
can be appeased
beyond that lace

You can see
the effect you have,
to feel me stir
and want so bad

It's at the tip
and I can't hold back,
but that royal fit
is what I lack

But when I sleep
in daring dreams,
I suspect
I might
see that Queen.