Warm round,
Mountain ‘scape,
Beautiful mound.
Caress flesh,
Breath deep,
Beneath clothed mesh.
Sliding hand,
With pen,
Of lust.
I was here,
For a want,
And for more.

Grasp at hope,
Fingers graze,
Along your slope.
Masked exhale,
Tongue desires,
As I am male.
Want of flesh,
Risen in me.
Your breast,
My eyes only see.

08/14/2007