A Glimpse Inside my Fantasies

That Night

The times when I am finished with my homework—around at 10pm, I tend to think crazy about you. The thoughts I endure in my head are tremendously unthought of. Well why? It's because I go far beyond what your mind can hold on me. You think this is minor but it's heavily considered as a protocol for me— to be your slave Sir! I'll do anything for you desperately, even if striving to earn for the benefit of your own pleasure. Listen carefully: no women could had— or will have ever loved you this good and well, both physically and spiritually. Our love thus far is more important than what the world desires, or what your own nation desires. Our love is far more inspiring than we know it as. It is hard to find a person like you, as it is to find gold, diamonds and pearls that are hidden. My hope is covered with your spirit at night. You keep me in my own heaven when I dream about you and your courageous mind. But yet, you cut me deep in my red lustful heart, with those viscous and steamy eyes of yours. That hair of yours is what makes me want to grab a brush and brush it soothly, and you're lips are so angelic; if I were to kiss it right now, I could loose my breath so simply, your skin are as shinny as your gold watch. Look is it hard to tell that I want to make intensive love to you, day and night? Is there a certain way to make you feel like a king? Well in my mind I think I can make you feel like a man; or like a noble person, if you would just let me touch you there, and let the pulse in my veins feel this special area of yours and let my hands stroke it. let me take you on a ride. I'll expand my two legs onto you and swirl on your abdomen heavily, and let me move a little down to the south so I can make you moan heavier. Enjoy that wonderful moment inside of the both of us. And when I'm crying hold me up so close, never let go of me.