Category Fantasy
My mouth trails down your jaw, leaving heather
to grow in with your beard.
Stroking your hair, I smile,
as my orchids bloom, together
with daisies budding at your lips
as my kisses hit quick as raindrops first,
then slow to grow deeper than roots.
Slowly, slowly, though your hips
start shifting, irrepressible as
spring bursting from the ground,
to grow in with your beard.
Stroking your hair, I smile,
as my orchids bloom, together
with daisies budding at your lips
as my kisses hit quick as raindrops first,
then slow to grow deeper than roots.
Slowly, slowly, though your hips
start shifting, irrepressible as
spring bursting from the ground,
A hiss in my ear
And I fear
That I am yours
As these fingers run through your hair
And I am smitten,
(no, bitten)
And then stricken by the taint
Of your love as it courses through me
With venomous delight.
And I fear
That I am yours
As these fingers run through your hair
And I am smitten,
(no, bitten)
And then stricken by the taint
Of your love as it courses through me
With venomous delight.
