Summer slowly
Giving way to Autumn.
Westward breezes
Blowing through wheat fields.
Crumbled grass
Under your
Sweet bare ass.
Golden curls
Matching Kansas wheat.
Flashing eyes
Hungry,
Dripping with lust.
Beckoning
Your tease
Worldly, knowing.
As I fall deeper
Under your spell,
Tossing me down.
Wicked sexual laugh,
Your conquest awaits.
Holding my chin,
Quick hungry kisses.
Mounting me,
Riding your
Fallen stag.
Sexual spell
Fulfilled
Once more.
