Wett Dream

Good morning gorgeous

When I wake up and imagine you near me,

I freeze as if the temperature is 5 below zero.

The thought of your precious figure draped in silk

and your smooth caramel brown skin gives me chills.

Never would I believe one woman could completely control my reason to breathe,

I live to see you in my dreams.

An unseen truth lies between your thighs,

that only a strong man can endure.

In deep thought my mind tries to stroke your ego mi amor.

Yes that pretty round brown drives me wild,

but only when those lips of soft cotton stop speaking to my brown child.

Lost in the warmth of your sweet nectar,

  drowning in your reservoir of intamacy.

Feeling your soft breathe on my neck,

as you dig deep into my back.

A moment of sweet bliss,

releasing your climax amongst my lips.

A dream indeed as I open my eyes,

and realize your are just a thought of my future in disguise.