Go There

Relax the heavy head
To firmly fit
Within the folded legs of your lap,
Stroke the wind ravished
Sun beaten hairs
Release your cares
Through fingertips,
Tickle my neck
Until it tingles my soul
Feel me through you
When I let it all go,
Distract the busy bee swirling mind
With flesh of breasts
Laid in place of firm cupped hands to rest,
Cover me with kisses, smothering face
Lips of pleasure love I taste
Ask, no tell me to come inside
Every part of me obliged,
Sweet nirvana a feeling?
Obtained physically not visually,
I thrive in your pleasure
Only able to go there
With you leading,
Your expression no longer in wait
The conclusion of smiles
And a love drug high we create,
Lift me up now
Head light as a feather,
Stroke with delicate nails
The tender neck hairs
Please go there
Enlighten me further.