Sapphic Dreams

Your peaks and valleys
So softly rolling, gently sliding
I want to hold them
in my hot caress

Garnet colored mouth
Honey-cream taste
Slip down my throat
and get inside
Under my skin
I want your scent to linger
In my hair, in my bed

I want you to offer up to me
Your swelling pearls
And soft pink flower
Moist with dew
Thick with the taste
Of a woman's desire

I want your supple hills
To give way to my palms
I want the whole of your passion;
give me your all
And melt away the night
In a fever dream
Of sugar and spice
Of water and fire
Submission, dominance
Heat and desire.