Wake me up before you go,
love me twice, but this time slow,
early mornings are the best,
lying in our tangled nest,
inhaling to repletion,
the scent of our secretion,
reawake my moistened lips,
stroke my warm and rounded hips,
I desire to feel you glide,
throbbing, but so firm inside,
so let us come together,
your touch light as a feather.
on my erogenous breast …
… imagination does the rest.