Heirs in the Air

sexual

sensual

mental

sentimental

loving well

massaging

erotically

on top of me

under me

the thunder leaves

you aching

anticipating

the next storm

your warm

in my arms

far from harm

theres no alarm

your charmed

by my gaze

lay

in bed all day

naked

no clothes

take it

no where to go

door closed

hopes up

keep the

faith

its our fate

we relate

like carnivores

bit her like I tiger

then lite her on fire

her desire

inspired

by my desire

as we sire kings

sing

that aching song

the angels hear

and hum along


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