Higher And Higher

For…

playing records…

Slow toned lights…

Cold chilly music…

Like snow cones…

Arctic arch…

The vibrations…

On every touch…

Hands on cheeks…

Contact…

Just feel the music…

Blood drums beating….

Press throats for…

Pulsating…

Rhythmic slurs…

You must have rhythm…

Like a pendulum…

Swinging…

Shaping hips…

Own reflection…

Of the silhouette…

Blind folded…

So that…

Your shadow can clap…

A arousal of a applause…

Face still sapphire…

Yet…

A ruby in disguise…

Grind those thighs of yours…

Up on this phantom…

Melting linen…

Sheets into silver…

Tears and woes unbleached…

Cleansed in pure honesty…

Calmly…..

Lake Side Cubicle

Go on

Reach with me

If you can grab it

You need to hold it

Tight

All night

Its is real

Let it heal you

Make it be what you breath for

Either or

You and me

can

Walk in the

Dark

That’s what we like

Free solitude within

Each others confinement

Pictionary

Covenants that can

Never be broken

In this mental hell realm

Through after life

The answer is us

We love sitting in the darkness

Always There If You Shall Fall

Take your time…

Don’t make a scene…

Make a dream…

For us to physically live in…

Shes nitting me mittens for all my cold conditions…

Comfort zone admission…

I brought you priceless paint brushes and paint…

Throwing us into the perfect painted picture…

For us…

The smaller things never bothered be…

No such thing as clinging or clingy…

I never ever mind you up under me, over or next to me for however long…

Stay by my side…

Any man or women who hates this…

I guarantee your missing out on connections authenticity…

Joyfully…

Practicing what’s being preached…

Bound to every level of love that we reach…

Hey…

Look at me…

We can fuss or fight…

Tonight though…

You know what, where and who I will be in…

Steem Of self…

On shower glass…

We click so damn much…

We rock the same sweaters and finish each others sentences…

Pick another one…

So damn supportive…

You read up on how to cast a force field fortress around us…

We bundle up in each others arms like two war orphans…

Not poor no more…

The two…

Me and you…

Is all I need…

Protecting each other and our family.

Till we are trace less…

So close stress…

Get rest…

Things that we didn’t achieve today…

The almighty will take care of the rest…

I’m truly blessed…

We!

Are truly blessed!

Eskimo kisses on that…

Yours truly…