I think of her
As the shadows casted
By the flames of candles
Dance on my bedroom walls
I think of her
As the music plays
In the background
I think of her
As I watch her
Slowly undress for me
I think of her
As her eyes lock onto mine
Beckoning me to touch her
I desire the taste
Of her on my lips
I desire the feel
Of her on my fingertips
I desire the scent of her
I have this need
To scribe my name
On the insides of her thighs
And place hieroglyphics on her walls
Leaving signs of my presence
I have this want to
Let anyone that should pass after me
Know there was none greater than I
None that made her scream so loud and high
None that will have made waterfalls,
Rivers flow,
Waves crash, and
Made that which was calm
Break into all out storms
They will will know my name...
They will know me...
Without ever having met me...
Abstract...
Poet...
Read it...
Because she screams it in her head...
If you should ever come after
As the shadows casted
By the flames of candles
Dance on my bedroom walls
I think of her
As the music plays
In the background
I think of her
As I watch her
Slowly undress for me
I think of her
As her eyes lock onto mine
Beckoning me to touch her
I desire the taste
Of her on my lips
I desire the feel
Of her on my fingertips
I desire the scent of her
I have this need
To scribe my name
On the insides of her thighs
And place hieroglyphics on her walls
Leaving signs of my presence
I have this want to
Let anyone that should pass after me
Know there was none greater than I
None that made her scream so loud and high
None that will have made waterfalls,
Rivers flow,
Waves crash, and
Made that which was calm
Break into all out storms
They will will know my name...
They will know me...
Without ever having met me...
Abstract...
Poet...
Read it...
Because she screams it in her head...
If you should ever come after