A
subtle
thought
Apart
from
who
You
see
I
don’t
rain
on
Parades
I
leave
A
chemical
of
Aromas
built
By
Chilled
atoms
To
A
Tantric
mental
Catching
Your
Mind
like
Fly
paper
It
never
goes
Away
Pheromones
Special
guest
Hitting
the
nasal
Inhaled
turning
Eyes
from
black
To
hazel
Now
you
are
trapped
In
my
rum
drunken
Legs
Drunk
Waking
you
up
Like
America
running
On
Duncan
Morning
Hot
Coffee
Donuts
I’m
like
shoes
that
fit
You
just
right
I’ll
wear
You
on
me
like
a
balaclava
eyes
hold
Fire
before
I
run
In
your
bank
To
Withdraw
From
Sticking
Up
Blushing
Comet
Orgasmic
Lips
To
Kiss
winter
Couch Candy
Here we go…
Weather is cold…
I love what I’ve been waiting for…
The cold…
Missing kissing…
Missing the motion…
Like a snake coils…
On top of me…
“Snakes to me… Are intelligent, Strategic, Shy, beautiful, intriguingĀ amphibious life forms misunderstood… Snake shaming will not be tollorated here….”
Shes the winter being…
I need to see you…
I want to be inside…
Finger tips run outside…
While the movie runs…
It’s cold…
I’ll warm ya buns…
I’ll warm you up…
I’ll be the oven…
“No…..”
You be the oven…
Keeping me satisfied by…
warmth…
Voices in my head turned on…
Shut up!
I’m trying to get my love on!
She so aggressive…
I found my teacher…
Give me a lesson…
Give me a lecture…
On what you like…
I promise I’ll examine it…
When…
I’m not out in about…
I wish I could lay in your…
Comfort basket…
I’ll bask in your facials expressions…
Exitic drug be my remedy…
I’ve been sober for almost 4 years…
I’m bouts to overdose…
To a overdue book of love…
Lusting for loving…
This is my way of love…
In………………..