*THE SKY MIGHT FALL*
Pleasuring every valley and peak
Until you enlighten my tongue
Your potency heightens my response
Grind against my speech
Impairing me until
I’m unable to speak
I can sense you trembling
Your presence lives in my cheek
Resounding perfect
Just so you can have pleasant dreams
I’ll taste you in your sleep
Bone up appetite
As I service your love
Harvest my kisses
Upon your breasts
Your pleasure will never be extinct
The outcome will be sweet
Desiring for you to leak
Upon my language
Until I begin to rehearse
New tongues
Fashioning verses
On contents on bed sheets
Sashaying your hips
Accentuating talented lips
With precious sentiments
And anguish
Until we parent a gift
Our souls become intimate
My hardness you breathe life
Into it
Causing it to throb so timid
Way beyond a lifetime of minutes
Your exclamations for mercy
Making you famous
As long as my conscious beats
Calm your exasperated torso
On me
I would be obliged to be your seat
Use me as a pedestal
To relax your weary feet
And body
Let your curves entertain me
Employ me as your slave
And train me
Show me your discipline
Possess my hand
And make it behave
And prescribe me exercises
In the bondage of your waist
When heaven transcends
Through your eyes
I will have finally arrived.
