Edge Of Desire
On the edge
looking down
way passed
being tempted,
more or less
figuring out
whether going head first
or doing a back spin,
I can try
to plan it out
but there’s nothing like
winging iT the present,
too much thought
takes away
from the thrill
of my selection,
I run around
touch the fence
feel guilty
then do it again after a confession,
questions are asked
then we proceed forth
with and with out
protection,
no need
to loosen up
all it takes
is but a second,
off the edge
falling down
yet some how
floating in suspension,
in the act
of pleasure
yet I still
sense some sort of tension,
lady desire
loosen up
we’re free-falling
all is a blessing,
lets savor
what we can
slowly sip
on our undressing,
visa-vi
let’s make it snappy
having to wait any longer
is tormenting,
I wish for a heart
after The Lord
but this wine-tasting
is very refreshing,
im at the edge
of what I should want
and at the bottom with HER
in cravings she’s abetting
