Sitting here writing
envisioning You and I
passing the time
waiting til you again arrive
im online...and
In the back of my mind
I picture
something so beautifully scribed
We create a poetic assembly of love
until the point where our rhymes
combine
Baby If I had my way
Id stop the clocks
and reverse the time
and forever we'd be stuck in a poetic line
where
your touches would overly consume my soul
fingertips searching
down the arch of my back
until you made your way to my love below
leaving me speechless until you hit the spot
that made the longest epic flow
If I had my way
there'd be no barriers
keeping us apart
not even the biggest parenthesis
would keep your words away from me
and metaphorically
baby
we'd make lyrical love
or perhaps I mean that
literally
because Lyrically
My king.. your words are like
royalty
I call you Xperience
because empirically
you take me to another level
I often sit back
engulfed by your personality
I always wonder what you and I
would be like in reality
would it prove to be a fallacy?
or would our poetic love
manifest into something beautifully un-flawed
by emotional writers block
we'd block out the frustration
baby if I had my way
we'd break all the barriers
of lyrical temptation
Id open myself up to you
begging you to partake of me in its entirety
revealing my essence... the full beauty
that is me
while you indulge
on the poetic lines in between my thighs
Id show you why
I write
a quintessential poetic love affair
only wanting to make the moves
when its rite
Until then...
Ill sit back and pen out my thoughts
because you are the true inspiration
for my words
I scream it as loud as I can through
my nouns, pronouns, and verbs
making sure that you heard...
Im in Poetic Love....
and while I cant truly express how that feels
If I Had My Way....
Baby...
Id truly express...
That this Poetic Intercourse.. of course...
Is Oh so Damn Real...
But as for today
I am mesmerized by the mere thought
But Damn.....
If only...
I Had My Way!!!