my anchor

"to Oreo from Nozzie with love sized bites"

ANCHOR

TILL THE SUN SETS,
TILL THE SNOW MELTS,
TILL THE RAIN DRIES UP,
YOU'LL BE TRUSTING MY ANCHOR.
TILL THE ROSES BLOOM,
TILL THE RAINBOW SHINES,
TILL YOU SEE A SHOOTING STAR,
YOU'LL BE TRUSTING MY ANCHOR.
TILL THE SILK COVERS FALL OFF THE BED,
TILL THE YOUR HAIR MESSES UP,
TILL THE HOUSE STEAMS UP,
YOU'LL BE TRUSTING MY ANCHOR.

when you felt the lust out of love/
you came when you must,/
you were aroused when you were touched.
when you felt my finger thrust,/
you were nothing but ashes blown in the dust/
with my touched/
clothes on.... while my fingers hit the switch buttons/
while you moan and groan and grasp for a nut. then you exceeded a new moment,
and a new climax.
allowing my anchor 2 pierce down deep into your waters...

latex condoms made out of climax gush/
dont you wish you were feeling that touch?/
one million dollars to the man that dunk his donut stick in your sweet glaze
and make you cream more than me/
dont doubt my thrust/
never doubt my touch.
allowing my anchor 2 pierce down deep into your waters...

cuffing and caressing your neck/
(until your moans turn in2 my luck)
cuffing and kissing your ears/
(storming your thoughts)
touching and caressing your breasts/
hugging and kissing/
tugging and stripping/
and your heavy breathe that i feel,
but my name from your mouth is what i hear/
allowing my anchor 2 pierce down deep into your waters...

eyes closing and lips touching,
just ten seconds once again ,
ten seconds from our sunrise to the new moon sets.
as your laid back/
on my rail road tracks/
you welcome my supercharged steam locomotive to bring us ten seconds sunsets
to the moonrise..
allowing my anchor 2 pierce down deep into your waters...

then again i exceed with my touch.....

TILL THE SUN SETS,
TILL THE SNOW MELTS,
TILL THE RAIN DRIES UP,
YOU'LL BE TRUSTING MY ANCHOR.
TILL THE ROSES BLOOM,
TILL THE RAINBOW SHINES,
TILL YOU SEE A SHOOTING STAR,
YOU'LL BE TRUSTING MY ANCHOR.
TILL THE SILK COVERS FALL OFF THE BED,
TILL THE YOUR HAIR MESSES UP,
TILL THE HOUSE STEAMS UP,
YOU'LL BE TRUSTING MY ANCHOR.

Zenas da hybrid poet©2008daywalker/rhymewarrior