Behind Closed Doors

Baby girl neck kisses got me me feeling electric…

So I return to sender with an instant message…

A preface

A prelude to the food about to be served at this buffet…

The type of meal, that makes you catch your breath…

Some stuff is so good, you have nothing to say.

We have a little friction, but that just gets me ignited…

I have a long email to send her… But I’m going to take my time to write it…

Long match strokes, until I set everything on fi-ya…

Baby girl stay close to my screen, and I’ll skype ya.

Our hands do a dance, elaborate, and elegant

Figure skating down each others backs…

The Olympics.

Mount Olympus.

She makes me a god, and I turn her into a goddess…

Zeus and Hera, two birds in the love nest…

Making love’s best.

Making the puzzle connect.

Not sure when this great forever started, because we still haven’t slept

Night angels whose passion ushers in the day…

We’ve walked down the aisle in every imaginable way

Filling the pews with the good things of good play…

Glove off, glove on, still we march on…

“Insatiable Desire” is the name of our song.

**

~The Wordsmith

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