The static kindles,
A brush of the hand
Current streams of pheromones and hormones
Anticipation,
The aroma of sweet lavenders,
As your hair gently
Brushes across my face

(Takes a deep breath)

A piercing glaze,
Glitters,
Like the reflection of the full moon
Across a silenced ocean,
Your soul, urges me forward,

The slight, tingling, embrace,
As I curve your bangs
Behind your delicate orifice,
You tilt your head to one side,
As I pause,
Kiss me you damned fool!


The sluice gate, buckles
The septre, petrifies
As the inclusion draws near
The shadows flicker, and dance,
Amid the dim streams of lucency
Admiring your bare incarnation,
As I pause,
What are you waiting for?

As a lotus flower,
Our bodies and minds,
Intertwine,
Transcends into the embodiment of desire,
Unified by the beat of the bass,
As the repetitions grow faster,
And faster, and faster,
As the yearns of fulfillment,
Climaxes,
I pause,
To kiss your luscious lips,
Would you like to come inside?