Masked desire
hearken unto me
this fiery fire
Of lust filled hearts
broken by trust
turned to mistrust
need time to adjust
and thrust the love
into the core
Come
to me
come back for more
I adore
this nature's whore
the one who leaves
my loins sore
and temper tamper
make me damper
than any beach
or lakeside shore
Relief from the tension
this newfound dimension
of anything but
an utterly bore
Her name was Dawn
and it was after midnight
she stretched with a yawn
and mumbled
all is right
so turn out the light
the sun soon arises
but until then
I've lots of surprises
We tumbled and tossed
the sheets smelled of musk
and when we awoke
it was almost dusk
The time had come to rise again
go out and bring a life
to it's end

AR

Call me sentimental or sometimes semi-mental... but I like these lusty little ballbreakers. Please, Sir, can we have some more?

OSH

Yes you may, my sweet...and have you read Splendor? More to come,come to more.