Sweet Dreams

She gives me a look, the look of passion
Bodies collide I start from the bottom
of your being and  work my way north,
not obeying any traffic signs. She moans
then screams, pleasure is the goal  but pain
is the avenue. We drive wild from dusk till
dawn breaks, neither of us apply the breaks.
I want her but she needs me as we draw nearer to our
destination she takes a breath, like it will be her last
eyes search for life amongst the stars. Then she comes crashing down
from Jupiter, she holds me and i whisper love in her ear
She sleeps anticipating our next journey, sweet dreams baby.

By: BTT