Losing time with you.

Ghost of pleasure ,
haunting my hands with devious intent,
My body is a lightning rod,
Longingly waiting, for the bolts and sparks to fly,
She is my gentle disaster,
Quaking my legs, a violent tremble,
Engulfing my spirit with wildfire flames,
Out of control, singeing my world,
Memories of lust songs wail as we wish for more moments,

Freezing time in the twilight would be nice,
One last staggered breath,
Last chance kisses, a desperate embrace,
Night is dying, bringing in a devious morning,
Taking over our infinite demise,
Saying goodbye
The dawn is met with the cold dew of our skin,
Fluttering eyes caught by surprise wondering where time went.


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