by valexposed

The valleys on your back, i will trace them
with soft fingers & nails of amber.

My lush lips crave the contours of your
regal disposition.

You withdraw from the vibrations you
lust so dearly after-

waiving carnal instincts that you shy upon.

Your mouth is a playground
and my tongue is bored of chatter.

My lips yearn your pulsating rod and
i’ll watch you intensely being pleased-

down on my knees.

Won’t you give  into the erotic war of desire,
for there is no joy in a game of decency.

Your pupils reflect an aphrodisiac and
I want to taste the sexual God in you.

– I will have you in my sleep