Unspoken

Caught my breath, skin covered in your sin and sweat
Matching the rhythm of your chest
Ears filled with Etta James “At Last” at her crest,

This time it'll last, yes?
And yet it never does.
Weather dreams of love, no better buzz...

Caught your hand, spun you around on tip toes
On the spot not stopping until we slip, hips twitching so
Your gushing scent calls, for me to push you against a wall...

Bearing a groan so raw, pheromones got me in their claws
So very much growing...     If I were to bury my bone?
It would impact off the Richter like digging by big red Clifford!

Electricity stuns skin right, but these flickering pictures disappear quicker
Than vampires in sunlight. This man's desires run past his height
If wanton wants were solid matter to steer I could clomp up past the stratosphere

So I blink off the daydreams, staying in the stream, playing it all off in memes
Adventures slip, as there's no censorship behind my eyes and behind the scenes!