Dreams of Dialing Escapade
By: Mrs. Lady enthralling
Your crashing in to the
inhalation of the spent tokens
Of my breath.
I just want to know
Will you love me in the morning
If I am yours tonight.
May we lay here in the storms
Of pouring rain
As you undress
Out your world of holy ihram.
Silence is ask
As the movement of your index finger
Covers my lips.
I engage my tongue to
Marinating your skin in my mouth
Like the tasting of
A cherry popsicle
For the very first time.
Dreams of dialing escapade
Is just walking the surface of me
Slowly caressing my spine.
This moment of Iliamna Lakes
I want us to drown in
Deaths of love
Feeling the winds of faith at ease.
Just please unbutton my thoughts
As you kiss my question marks
Of never letting go.
I sit before you
Watching a story of us
As we flee in confused love crime
Just seizing the moment .
Can I breathe the rest of my life
Having you as a terrorist
In another woman’s world.
I can’t bring about a journey being
On the bench of chains
Sinking in to the abortions of
Repercussions of
Her sweet smelling muffins.
Out rage is a pay check
Of under paid salary
When you even turned the door knob
To go.
I weep and sobbed
At the moment of
Am I
Guaranteed you back
as love have follow up
And perspired.
I just want to know
can you love me in the morning
because I gave my body so passionately
Romancing you
Scratching your back
Giving you a roar.
All I want from you is to keep
Me warm from all the other men
Who left me in hanging
Cutting open my flesh
Of hurtful scars.
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