Night Toucher
Lower my needle
On her soft
Groove of night...
...When finally this
Tip is raised...
Will exclaim
With
Delight!...
Changed by the
Braiding
Of rough surface
Noise,
I've become more
In tune with
Her dynamic poise
That is always
In motion...
...Though she's
Calm as a
Dock...
...Once again,
I drop anchor...
I can hear her
Knees knock,
As our breath
Falls in sync,
And we chirp
Right on time!
I can feel her
Pulse beating,
'cuz I'm
Right there
Behind,
And I'm
Punching
Her ticket
With a beat
That won't stop...
Slow descent
Of my needle,
As it nests in
Her spot,
And cinches in
Tight,
Locking up
With her crease...
...On this soft
Groove of night
I am now taking
Lease,
As our lips
Lock together,
As she hungrily
Turns...
...I can feel her
Warm weather,
As our temperature
Burns.
©
2017
Bunny Villaire
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