song springs from summer window
where flowers rustle to the wind
world born to bloom as it dreams
morning queen secretly wishing for rain
song springs from summer window
where flowers rustle to the wind
world born to bloom as it dreams
morning queen secretly wishing for rain
You visit in my dreams
Strip me off my pretenses
Silently seeking the secrets of my soul
In rose scented sheets
I could sell my gold and silver valuables
In heaps
For this madness unleashed
By your gaze
Your touch
Your voice
Hushed words
And Feverish actions
Escalating
Heats
Boils
Sizzles
My insatiable passion
Visit me in my reality
Someday soon.
wave whispers to the wind
worship my taste on your tongue
lift me up to paradise
where we run naked
play with promises of pleasure
sun embraces moon
heart and soul in rhythm
together dance depths
passion drunk
we sleep
translucent universe surround
deep decay of self
poison piercing devouring life
words born to rhythm squirm
smoke kills poetry night
haunting some breathless fools
kiss my sex goodbye
we all die
eternity smiles
with
me
powersuited women maximize solutions
with smart multitasking
professional business strategy over lunch
collaborative sound effective ideas emerge
synergistic vision communicate interactive opportunity
team building organization
create global corporate .com change
bonus is boss
me and you partner together
share our future success 24/7
you waste wood when wild world
throws water sculpture
glass shard
smearing your masterpiece
suffer screams of ‘i told you so!’
must never mess up studio
passion drunk genius
captured by
imagination
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