by G. White

fantasies are better
then real
when real can't
give you fantasies
'cause  really
in my fantasies
you love me real,
the way I want, should be
loved for real!

Isn't it time
to magnify your fantasies
and take me on a trip of reality...
to feel the steaming breezes
of our passion
spill onto each other
deliriously...deliciously satiated?

Isn't it time
to hear my words murmuring ecstatically
rummaging in the throes
of our contorted, connected bodies
those words of mmmmmm's
that will linger over and over
hauntingly calling to you
in the throes of your midnite slumber?

Isn't it time
for you to trip the light fantastic
and venture into the dungeon
of this sweet haven
dripping ...drooling...caressing
causing  creamy cascades
to saunter majestically together
never to regret our union?

Isn't it time...?

Sometimes by G. White

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