Pleasure Poem by Amber Tiger

Uncanny are the willing so happily unwilling I pretend
I want to feel you cover me need to feel the perfect bend
Hear the pulsating of your heart as I stare hungrily into your eyes
To know that here, tonight, my only forever, you will shed of your cunning disguise
I begin to explore every part of this stranger in the night
The creases, the thrills, the smoothness, the chills, through closed eyes see this perfect sight
The rythem, the rhyme, the non-existence of time as you move farther into me
No one here to criticize mother nature as I let my love run free
Calmly we lay now side by side in a field of sinful yet wonderful dreams
Still I know reality soon will come and regretably mothing will remain as it seems