how can i not love the heavenly
body, dreams of soft
kisses placed strategically.. not missing
your spotlight.. ignite
like a cave, filled with my stick of
dynamite.. body blows
up, as your back forms the half moon..
illusions of doom,
out of control - our souls connect like
artistic dots, or zodiac
hearts.. each playing our parts,
as we begin to dig in.. guilty as men
and women who sin,
together so beautifully - an unruly
force to be reckoned.. at
my beckon; your call out to the gods,
begging for mercy..
mercy me, and oh my how wet you`ve
grown.. better to receive
me - as i give my all to you, with
nothing more than love
for that heavenly body..
a heavenly party, and i provide favors
for you to savor.. tongue
tickled navel to float your boat..
and french chocolate
kisses, directed toward spots missed in
the bombardment..
with no argument for or against
these sweet treats.. glorious
freaks of nature perform feats beyond the
average imagination -
and, baby i can`t wait to see that
heavenly body...