Tired girl worn thin by gentle heart,
Curled up with dogs in the shade,
Caffeine fueled at the start,
Now resting she begins to fade,
Bedroom eyes softly close,
The pillow cools her cheek,
As she lays in warm repose,
And is carried off to wistful sleep.
Best wishes -SirHanz
There was heat between her legs..
Dreaming of him..
Blurry eyes open slowly…
It feels blissful…
Eyes close..
The waves of pleasure slowly riseing..
The pillow smells of lavender and linen..
A soft moan, was that her?…
Cobwebs of sleep drift like clouds..
She smiles lazily and licks her lips..
A kiss at the corner of her mouth..
Tastes like mint…
Something.. inside.. feels good..
Teeth nip at her breast…
She arches her back, stretching…
More..
Harder..
Her legs wrap around him…
The smell of candles..
Lips find his with panting kiss..
The whole world is pleasure…
Her world turns white..
His warmth fills her…
Her eyes find his..
A smile…”Good morning sir.”
Best wishes -SirHanz
Laying in bed wishing it was a lady curled up next to me instead of the dog, it seems the sleepy mind is poetic.
Sleep will find me soon,
The cicadas play their chirping tune,
They sing because they are lonely,
Trying to find another in the dark,
Tonight if she was here… if only,
I too may sing.. looking for that spark.
Knotty Thoughts 