Desire

Grasping at the metal clasp,
freeing thick waves of deep
red hair.
Slipping her black tailored
suit jacket,
down her arms,
over her wrists,
and off.

My lips pressed, deep
against hers, hers against
mine, round the passionate
clashing of pink tongues.

As buttons and a zipper
of matching tailored trousers
fell loose revealing sultry
black lace, both were
wisped away,
down her legs,
over her ankles,
and off.

I Miss…

I miss the way you’d wink at me,
and the way you’d always see.

I miss the way you’d smile
and the way I’d run a mile.

I miss the way you’d yell,
and hold me under you’r spell.

I miss all of everything you do,
but most of all I miss you.

Love You

Through high seas And stormy wheather I will love you Now Always And forever.

Obsession

Her name is passion Her lips are lust, Her eyes amity Her breasts benevolence, Her hips are worship

Waiting

The sound of your voice, a dull echo through the corridors of my mind. And all of your messages have gone from my phone. You’ve been away so long you’re scent is now leaving the room and all of my waking minutes are filled with you, as I count the seconds until your return.