Alexander MacKinnon

Like your Viking ancestors,
You invade my dreams.
Bringing with you an uncontrollable lust.
A hunger for you,
That'll never be satisfied.
You come to me,
Through the mists of the Highlands.
Your red and black plaid visible,
Long before your handsome face.
When you take me in your arms,
I feel an unbridled passion.
I feel you yearn for me,
Like I ache for you.
Your excitement noticeable,
Even under your kilt.
As you touch your velvet lis to mine,
I breathe in your pungent scent.
Laying on the ground,
I welcome your crushing weight.
I feel your excitement grow,
With every kiss and every touch.
When we finally join,
It is as if our souls are entangled.
I love you my Highland warrior,
My kilt wearing Prince Charming,
My Scottish lover.