drifting deep

drifting deeper, pools of the everecent star light in your eyes,
not to dazzle - to enlighten..
drifting as one does a rose in deep water, that a lover catches to win a heart,
left long in the night - haunted by the drifting music of angels..

slipping your tongue down the chest, your silver tip caressing a nipple top,
your hands searching desires unquenched thurst...
your eyes a jewel to sparkle the nail of the finger tip,
caressing the eye brow above splendid eyes - to kiss the bow of your thimble neck..

your fingers caress me, your lips hot fire over my neck..
i sigh my breath heavy in the evening grass..
your kisses splashes of rose coloured passion.. heavy musk
due drops in the evening air - to press the lip, to caress the heart with thy devils fire..

drifting dandy lockets in the evening wind - that but a kiss surrendered this evening,
oh gables of the heavens, an evenings splendid life with you..
to that with which i press ardour, passion and vice..
my lips to caress thy eye bow, thy lips pressed in passion to mine..
sweet jewel of my heart.

my lips to caress thy eye bow, thy lips pressed in passion to mine..
sweet jewel of my heart,
kiss me my fire, that that cometh in the morning and surpasseth in the evening..
a crown onto the heavens oh for which thou are a dream..

thou thou art *i whisper*
for what morning brings in joy this evening you press to the lips like spring rain..
to enjoy - to be enjoyed, but of what art that though art made as of mortal flesh..
but beauty that sunders the wrong and heals the most smitten soul...

to thou that i kiss a gentle touch upon thy lips,
though art smitten with me - be gladly that i do as such an knowing yast..
cherry blossom in my hand - kiss thee i shall,
all know i would .. between thy thighs my tongue surrender to thine joys..
thy desire.

to that trembling caress of thine lips, upon my manhood .. that which makes one want..
to dream and desire..
my lips i press into thy rose, my tongue to quench thy thurst one lick at a time..
sliding that quivering rose within my lips, tongue flickering as one tributes divine.

to put my thoughs so deeply into thee that though art as a tinkling spring welling upon my lips..
though art in a dream, reviering the quiver & motions of evenings kiss,
fill thy cup from my lips, that quiver at thy door unto the heavy dreams of men.

cum of thyself unto my lips, fill my tast buds with that which comes from within..
fill thyself and let go, unto morning awaken to the tast of thine lovers arms, thy lovers kiss.
evening jewel & love

pressing my lips onto thee, tongue flicking fast as a dancing hare..
your desires welling to the pressing of my tongue between the folds, the clef of thy thundering clitoris..
flow unto me.. drift into my nets that set upon thee this evening, cum onto my dancing tongue..
mon amour

drift within, caress my tongue sweet nectar - opulent and pressing need,
fill thy cup - within my arms,
thy desires press to my lips.. pressingly come to me,
cum that nectar feminine to my caressing tongue..
cum my lover most joyful.. cum for me.