It's No Longer A Dream...Until... Poem by Inner Whispers

(Friday, August 22,2008)

Deeper...as you come neAr,
Through that carpeted wall;
I'll pull you against the wall,
I can say, my wildest part is on!

Wearing that white shirt and jeans,
Let them rip off!
And my hands will roam,
As I did to my canvas...

In circles...inch by inch,
You squeezed me tight, but ask you to let off your hands;
Intensely, softly, I say...hang on,
I want you to be my perfect canvass...stay strong...try to control.

Then paints are mixed,
Colours variantly combined;
As I let my hands go into details I want,
Painting them unto your cheeks, down the half of your lips...

I looked intently, don't wanna miss,
Every part, every inch;
Shhhh...keep still, I say,
And you moan in protest!

But you can't disappoint me now,
I'm almost half - done unto my lOve design;
Trembling as I reach...I could run,
But I have to finish my masterpiece as I urge to finish it...
Shaking and blushing as if my first time to body paint!

Now, its done, perfectly fit,
My visions and dream will cease;
Until its no longer a dream,
Until you will come near and real! ! !