Blissful Valentine.

Locked closed eyes, Froze time and visualized what's happening. Right then, again I'm trapped in sin.. Wishing time was captive. I would hold it, clinch and scold it, smoothly; Assuming you'd help me dig deep and grind. I'd stroke you repeatedly; Stroking, til I'm filthy.. And covered in your dirty grime. I saw blissful darkness as I watched you wrestle me, last night. Feeling pleasure in ways, I couldn't imagine for days, before this time. He wants me. He'd bag and caddle me, Using strategies only he could cover. Too far ahead; yet and again, I've seemed to convert "friend" into "lover". I'm hoping this will last. We both know my past, finishing last in race; Stumbling. Crumbling rock and gravel. Withering, whistling, neck- collar spine; kisses silently flutter by on my butterfly tattooed panty line. Dear Valentine, I'd give an entire night to straddle.