Stroke of blindness

Touching myself before you,

feeling what I feel.

In a moment of passion my pain,

release from this need.

What I have is for you,

open your eyes take my hand.

Tasting my orgasm your desire,

filling our thoughts with lust.

Each stroke made we uncover,

waterfalls of life burning love.

Seeking to find this reason,

for jealous eyes wanting me.

Taken from my hand your fantasy,

bursting all over myself.

Eyes are open to take me inside,

moaning for life in your pain.

Watching you melt as you see me,

masturbation just the endgame.

Hands are colored in white,

lips hinted in fantasy.

Looking at you watching me embrace,

myself in waters of light.

Harder I am to live in you,

knowing that this is for love.

Explosion revealing my passion,

giving pleasure to myself for your name.

I see your eyes enticing my desires,

as I burst into reality this dream.

Open your mouth and taste me,

pleasing your wants with my touch.









Johnny Newell