Sharing lust

Left behind on my lips,

the scent of your lust.

Felt in my hands,

your passionate touch.

Seen in my eyes,

your desire so strong.

Tasted in my pleasure,

your love holding on.

I see you before me in lights of pain,

twisting me to make me bend to your way.

Broken flowers of strenuous foreplay,

where we come together in what candlelight remains.

Kiss me again under the old oak tree,

scream for me in this moonlight hanging on.

Hold me down in your waters of fantasies and games,

I will see you how you want me to always hide my eyes.

Nothing left to break away from this life,

finding a pathway to your arms again.

Vacant shallows tested by fear we let go,

making love in the heat of summer’s kiss.

Choke me softly my reason for torturous love,

bite in me your name buried in my heart.

Feel me explode for who you are tonight,

taste the kiss of lust in my eyes this love we share.







Johnny Newell