the last time

the last time

the last time the door became invisible, the escasty is so intense
were things you do to me makes me smile and you whisper 
i want your uh..oh.., aint no limit on water drips and the efforts of making this night intense were your lips engage deep into my web of passion. As the water drips in the shower from my hair to my feet and rolling from your chest and down and i catch each drip drop as i stroke your forbidden and then i climb the mountain of estacy and there it is the uh..oh.. makes things feel real and the rareness is new to you that freak has been unleashed and the lion has began to roar and take u to a place were your mind is at ease as if you were with your eyes closed on a rollercoaster up high and then dropping low to the passion of  joy.