Stained sheets

You are my first memory
I remember you…it seems...from somewhere...from  sometime
You are my lover, my champion, my king, my lord and my soul
Beautiful…you have a very chemical smell of your skin...phermonial...memory
Are you mine?

Shall I taste your skin, your mouth and you?
Your pulse is strong on my lips...beating and pumping in erotic synchronism
Your blood is hot with passion...I think I love you
Who are you?

Your eyes…ancient lover...crystalline pools fathoms deep with eternal azure fire
You were mine before we met, I've been yours for eons...waiting...wishing...
Our souls one…our bodies carnally merged...
Do you love me?
Am I yours?

I feel your spilling joy...i smell your hot essence...i taste your soul
You complete me...you fill me...your little death is my only reason
Shuddering request, shivering glee...animal release, exploding tension
Exhausting lover…sleep and dream...