Monday, November 22, 2010

speak.

i dream of relocating to a plush land that only day dreamers and lazy thinkers scheme of.
i dream of participating in a love battle that unravels as the hour dwindles down like the wicker of the now less than thicker candle and if you cant handle the heat i place upon these sheets then whisper here to signal the arrival of a slow pace touch and taste game.

the bionic body that you placed in front of me forces the retraction of my knees to the most humble position as i take those legs for the kissin and ill do much more than nibble and let me show ya how the slow and steady win the race. the only fast pace thats at stake is the sound of our hearts that race till the end of time and like a fine wine that has settled and chilled if you will for me lay your head to rest. take ya time cuz we gon be here for a while..

the sweetness stings like the brightest bee and to thee i beg no mercy and what is this kind of hold you have on me? i buckle under pressure and add up to measure the worth of every ounce of your being. theres so much i want to do today and i can show you much better than i can say.

show you much better than i can.......say