Dearest Shadow Man...

I like you...
Help me to understand
What is this feeling that pulsates through my every wind?
Starting with my fingertips, working its way through all things invisible
Burying itself deep in my core; deep down in my bones
I gave you my hand
Now, it is your scent I dream of...
Like the sweetest fragrance, called the sweetest thing
Tell me, what is this scent I speak of?
(Like) love flowing ferociously through my wind chimes
Breaking through the silence of the night
My sweet cum trickle's; leaking from my faucet
Splashing on the blue inferno of your indigo...
Cooling my ambiance of desire of which only you know
I like you...
I feel you watching through your crystal ball
Do you foresee our future?
I ask you to help me understand because my soul aches for your guidance
I can spend all day & all night sitting cross-legged, in a Buddha stance
Nestled in the fortress of your illusions
I am... trying, to understand your brilliance...
~Breed with my thoughts on this winter night
Make love to my mind~
Play with my affections
Toy with them...
Find delight in the things that taste good to me
(Like) strawberry shortcake & whipped cream
(Like) the taste of Grand Marnier~ orange liquor drizzled over the tip of my dreams
(Like) fresh kisses from your lips, after your mouth was kissing all over me...
I like the way your sugar tastes...
The way your hardness tastes...
The way your very essence makes my mouth water
The way you intoxicate...
All these (likes) leave much room for desire
I desire for your hands to be all over me; pacifying the frequency of urgency that my pussy requires
To desire, is to feel your waves of passion pushing inside of me
Fill me with your steam
Let it fog up the windows...
Coat me with the truth of your fire
Allow me to be your fantasy...
If I am what you truly need, you got me....

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