A siren of the net.
Is this a dance we are having,
or a thing to forget?
Enticing and escaping;
Words arouse and enthrall.
My senses are filled.
I see colour in all.
Grace and tenderness;
My heart is undone.
No point now in hesitance.
The race is now won.
Scintillating and Undulating,
Hypnotic, refined;
My cock is transfixed
and so is my mind.
Stripping, undressing;
Garments fall to the floor.
My breath catches quickly
as I take in your all.
Kissing, stroking;
Our hands now explore.
We both probe us gently.
My body wants more.
Thrusting, grabbing;
Our passion now clear.
This will not last long.
The moment’s so near.
Exploding, shooting;
Our rite is now filled.
Lets do it again,
while we both are so willed.
Slowing, loving;
The dance starts again.
More gently this coupling,
but the feelings the same.
Holding and hugging;
Kissing once more.
Your mouth now tastes sweeter,
than ever before.
Talking, laughing;
Our souls now entwined.
Can we stay here forever,
or is this one of a kind?
Realising, seeing;
This was not as it seems.
Your presence on keys,
the rest is my dreams.
Corporeal and cerebral;
A siren of the net,
is this a dance we are having,
or a thing to forget?
