As my mind slowly ponders on visions of you.

Oh… how I long to see you gently smile,
As you twist a curl, and then so deftly fly,
You seem to fall; yet are forever strong,
For you my love can never do a wrong.
You slip a stream across this azure sky,
With wings made from gossamer songs;
I know not where, or how, or even why,
But by Christ, I know I ache to sing along.
For I am bound to your long luscious sigh,
I note it's -just so- hinted whispered tone;
I see it float, so far alone, so very slowly by,
High upon a translucent nectar waterfall;
Made from hard won, russet promises,
Where flows this steady, heady stream,
Of cold crushed velvet…and of cream.

For on your visage how I long to rest,
To taste your scent, to feel your golden hair
to sense your heavy sweaty breast,
And rock with secret longing and delicate fire;
To taste the plum of our exquisite desire
Oh Christ this has sent shudders of pleasure
Down my bloody aching spine, lighting my
Eyes to see beyond the echoes of sublime;
To where fragrant petals from your golden skin,
Are breached forth from shattered stars that he denies me.
And in the echoes of this heady steady dream,
There is a scent of sweet summer in the air
It's thumped as a beat from deep within
From here to there to every fucking where!
As my mind slowly ponders on visions of you.

for Nikki (Thompson) x I will always love you xxxxx