Turned On About Two Dreaming You

                        By Rudolph Lewis

Blue tears are like rain in a love song

falling late at night when you all alone

Our stirring walks by the river come to

mind, hand in hand, a soldier’s hunger 

builds, knowing she cares so much for

me, her sandalwood body a baited hook

in these purple hours, blackberry nipples

are hard on white silk, her sumptuous orbs

playful speak to me, “Ain’t it a shame

you can’t lift these to wet welling lips”

oh, my dazzling darlings mock & tease

me, a summer breeze across my body—

my sweet lover’s brown fingered caress,

rubbing oil down on me to a sweet tune

her naked body glows in the firelight

supine in a golden glory, her long legs

raised at the knee beckon me to fill up

the empty wetness between her thighs

my tongue rakes her treasure in my mouth

her delicious ass swerving on spit soaked

sheets—flesh cauldron flesh, hips thrusting/

grinding hips, slapping sounds like drumbeats

make me burst, spilling out my love in a dream

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