Dry as Dust
You're like a tall glass of ice-cold water-
after two long weeks of Whiskey and Chardonnay.
Your words-
can re-hydrate.
I hope that maybe-
You can relate.
Because,
With the way you make me feel--
Heavens shake.
Conversation is the sensation,
we quench each others thoughts,
we savor each others dreams,
plunge slowly into bliss…
With no hesitation
And as the days pass through,
and I don’t see you…
My body- becomes drained by my longing for your touch.
My mind-becomes parched
and I become thirsty,
thirsty for your lust.
and my heart,
my heart,
becomes dry,
Dry As Dust.
There's a power source
That ignites
When we touch
I want you too much My love... Drips -
only for you.... your voice, drives me mad with lust...
Is it really time to leave?
wait, just one second please,
I haven’t finished my drink…
My body is drained by my longing-
for your touch,
My mind-is parched.
I am thirsty-
thirsty for your lust;
and my heart,
my heart,
feels dry,
Dry As Dust.
..You're like a tall glass of ice-cold water
after two long weeks of Whiskey & Chardonnay...
I'm hoping that maybe-
You can relate....