SATURATED

Saturated (Tangible Wet Dreams)



As I wring out the sheets...

The air becomes saturated with previous tendencies.

Saturated with escapades done redundantly yet differently...

Creamy consistency dripping from the seams...

Saturated with Tangible Wet Dreams.



Soaked by a previous thought...

I ought...To be more careful!

Never been on this level, the devil make me taste thee...

Or should i say them?

Both bodies unaware of what my share of Ecstasy could possible be...

Both minds, both mine before any discussion of tossing the sheets.

No obligation to me

Just complete responsibility...

Over my hands...

And the motion that the ocean commands.

Hand stands by one and submission by popular demand.

I Do them both better than your man!

(ahem) Excuse me...

Better than both your men can....



Saturated.

As I wring out the sheets...

The air becomes saturated with previous tendencies.

Saturated with escapades done redundantly yet differently...

Creamy consistency dripping from the seams...

Saturated with Tangible Dreams.



I cant believe someone could do this to me!

Licked squeaky clean...

I admit to starting the cream.

Craving like a fiend for something slim and lean...

But somewhere in between...

I'm cupped.

Like a child, or like Girls Gone Wild ...

My top was off with just one smile...

And I said her name.

Whispered in her ear and my thoughts were clear..

I stopped counting how much i came.

She got me...

And finagled my soul.

I screamed, scratched and climbed walls like poles..

My sheets had folds.

I'm aiming for the back of her throat...but

I will settle for her nose....



Saturated.

I'm wringing out the sheets.

The air is saturated with previous tendencies...

Saturated with escapades done reluctantly yet differently...

Creamy consistency dripping from the seams...

Saturated.

With Tangible Wet Dreams.