Seeing your curves I lost my sense of direction…
Here is a tip, I am willing to give
Rock your vessel my way
your trace luscious, seductive, inviting
scratches my steel surfaces
winds are advancing their rumor just
to caress your body in a soaring breath
Tease me with your eyelashes
blackened wings in motion
Treat me with your claws
deep piercing my soul
such a cliche image.!!!!
but a cascade raving I am
my waters must caress your skin tonight!