I'd like to dream
My troubles all away
On a bed of California stars
Jump up from my starbed
Make another day
Underneath my California stars
They hang like grapes
On vines that shine
And warm the lovers' glass
Like friendly wine
So I'd give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars
Vibrating, I take myself outside. Two days without sleep and Im in a dream of bright blue skies and exploding pink and yellow. Baby colors offering up their sexuality to a riot of bird song staking out its territory in the forsythia.
Talk dirty to me he says and all I can think of is swelling bulbs hidden in the damp ground. I want him to shudder at the dusting of moisture on the fleshy petals of the star magnolia- just waiting for the heat to open them. He could run his hands through the new grass, entangled with violets, and bring them to my lips. I think about lightly brushing his chest with the branch of pussy willows his head cushioned in small daisies...
My erotic fantasies run rampant on little sleep and lots of spring.
Ignore all this, all I want is someone to put their cool hands out to close my eyes, hold me on the couch, and not let me wake up until tomorrow.
My troubles all away
On a bed of California stars
Jump up from my starbed
Make another day
Underneath my California stars
They hang like grapes
On vines that shine
And warm the lovers' glass
Like friendly wine
So I'd give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars
Vibrating, I take myself outside. Two days without sleep and Im in a dream of bright blue skies and exploding pink and yellow. Baby colors offering up their sexuality to a riot of bird song staking out its territory in the forsythia.
Talk dirty to me he says and all I can think of is swelling bulbs hidden in the damp ground. I want him to shudder at the dusting of moisture on the fleshy petals of the star magnolia- just waiting for the heat to open them. He could run his hands through the new grass, entangled with violets, and bring them to my lips. I think about lightly brushing his chest with the branch of pussy willows his head cushioned in small daisies...
My erotic fantasies run rampant on little sleep and lots of spring.
Ignore all this, all I want is someone to put their cool hands out to close my eyes, hold me on the couch, and not let me wake up until tomorrow.
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You got some big blue eyes btw
And how did you know about my tall girl fetish?
Thanks for the thoughts on my dog situation. I've pretty much made up my mind, but damn it's hard. Thanks also for the compliment on my writing -- I should have you tell my boss, who doesn't pay me nearly enough to do it for a living.