His or Mines
Spread wide open
Golden taste of treasure
Fulfill the clench of hunger
In his broken soul
In-between her legs
He says
Was the start of a dream
A dream
That didn’t have clear meaning
Until he got a piece
A piece of what could be
The taste just glorified inner peace
The dream even became clearer
Between us
Different tones of brownness
Rubbing into one
Dissecting body parts
His breath shock my soul
Got me feeling powerful beyond measures
No words needed to be spoken
Yet nothing left un-said
Because the taste
Became me
Treasure gold
Lies throughout my body
The passion and hunger in his eyes said he wanted more
More of me
But am I ready to go down that road again
I think not
It’s just something
That then became I
Thoughts turns into ecstasy
I just can’t take no more of this fantasy
He then turns and says I am everything
He ever wanted and needed
His dreams couldn’t even compare
Am I dreaming
Is this real
Because I too
Think you are my dreams turned into reality
Starting in-between her legs
He says
Slowly evolving into reality
His or mines
This is crazy
Wait
I never seen him in person
But when I in vision him
He seems and it feels
So real
Am I crazy
Am I
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