My coca cola float.

It still amazes me, to watch us grow,
Telling you things that only i know.
And if I could put into words
What you are to me
This is what they would be…
Popping candy, chocolate and cream,
Flying leaves and a flowing stream,
Screams of pleasure,
And words at leisure.
A midnight moon,
A rose that blooms.
A sugar high,
The eagle that flies.
A puzzle done a thousand times,.
The echoing sound of nothing,
My out of tune voice as i sing.
The list has no end,
My dear, dear friend.
If i could put into words, what you are to me,
i’d show you a reflection,
of you,
and say,
see what i see.

Sleeping in a tangled web of damp sheets.

You crept
into my bed
as i slept.
‘I wetted
The bed’
You wept.
I pulled your
Seven year old
Body to mine,
And whispered
‘baby girl
that’s fine’.

Touch me.

When i close my eyes,
I can feel your soft touch
Against my skin,
And the pleasure it does bring.
I can see the depths
You’d take me too,
With you,
with me,
I can see.
I can feel your warmth,
I can taste you,
I can taste me,
I can taste us,
i can taste desire.