She held her phone to her lips
As if she were giving you a kiss
She longs to slip
Right into pure bliss
She just can't resist
The sensation of your touch
She wants to run straight into the lust
She wants you and all your love
She longs to run
Beyond the sun
Into the arms that make her come undone
Striped of sin, she wants only you with in, her sheets.
only you to flaunt in the streets
She can't wait for the day they meet.
Mangled bedding, bodys swaying, intertwined, gasps moans soft an so sweet
Never will she feel so complete.
Shes falling straight into a dream
© Mary Augustson