Thigh High

Thigh High Is it ok? To wrap myself Around your self To oblige our need Of being Is it's ok? To ride on waves of passionate bliss To wrap my thighs around your masculine hips To share the skin and breaths That we decide are ours to share Is it all good? That our primal beats crash the walled harmony for which we race Pounding as the dead cert A shared smile devide across our space Whilst all stands proud and pert As We make Love For all we are worth Until our wall.... comes crashing down So we may Finally lay Dishevelled within Silk Spun Sheets