Shared visions
Close your eyes and reach out and I will do the same, I wonder if we'll make contact. In the dream time that still remains
Will she feel me touching her, does she feel me on her skin, stroking her seductively, my touches designed on sin
Stroking, brushing, cupping, mapping out her sexy curves, making her nipples harden, electrifying all her sexual nerves
Skipping up her inner thighs, where her wetness greets my fingers, I dance along heer roses petals, has the anticipation lingers
I open up her soft moist petals, on her bud I stroke and flick, I scoop herr juice out with my finger, then I give it a little lick
Even in a dream like state, her juice is so devine, I'd love to keep her in my heart, to make the sexy dream girl mine
Is this even possible, whilst we both lay within our beds, could we create the same dream, in our separate heads
Could our dreams be combined, could our visions be entwined, could I see her sexual fantasies and then would she see mine
THE KINKY POET