naked and restless
here in this room
desiring you
i am like drunk on wine with your coming
the first time
i fed you cut peaches
your lips were red with wine
and all the time you were talking
i was thinking of kissing you
wondering when and how
your eyes guarded behind a fence
should i climb over dear
or tear it down
should i say
i am your barefoot savage
capture me
lean me against a tree
lay me down on the leaves
take me
until i cry mercy
we’re both too shy dear
too gentle
this time we will feed on each other
i will part your thighs
i’ll lick your smooth flesh
filling you with moans and sighs
i’ll kiss your lips over and over
i want to dance for you
michèle voltaire marcelin
Et quelle danse ce sera!!! A peine si les plus justes seront sauvés…