Lust ( part two)

Lover, lay languidly (next to me)
Usurping unremittingly (all i control).
Silently sleeping (i'm dreaming blissfully)
Twirled tickling tongue tasting (twisting me ).

Lust

Funny how lust creeps
in on silent feet
stalking my consciousness
and my dreams.

All i know is she was suddenly there.

The north to my compassing heart.

Everything leads to her-
putting myself in her path
so i know she'll see me.
And if she smiles or says hi
i've got a good lead.

It's a good thing sheets don't talk-
the things they'd spill about me.
i've become glutted with need
and there's no end, no rest
that would be unlikely.