Dreams
Kay, last night you slipped into my dream, uninvited, untamed, a storm in a brown top,
That deep cleavage cutting through the haze, a tease so sharp it stole my breath, left me dazed,
Your pout, juicy like ripe fruit, glistening, pulling me in a silent dare I couldn’t fight,
Boobs standing proud, erect and bold, nipples tight against the fabric, screaming to be seen,
Curves carving the air, each line a sin, hips swaying like they owned the night,
You stood there, a wildfire wrapped in flesh, eyes locked on mine, daring me to drown,
My hands twitched to trace that heat, my tongue begged to taste that pout,
Every inch of you burned me alive, a crazy encounter that left me wrecked,
Woke up with your name on my lips, Kay, and a fire I can’t put out.
