By: William Phenn
As you sleep soundly dream of me,
Erotic visions you will see.
Stretch out your arms down to your thighs,
Allow those feelings all to rise.
As slow seductive juices flow,
To heavens gates you’ll slowly go.
Volcanic fires will rage in you,
Your sweet hot nectar seeping thru.
Reach further down and touch the spot,
That little rosebud burning hot.
It will betray you every time,
Your juices running so sublime.
Fingers gliding let them tweak,
You’ll gush so hard you will go weak.
So this my dear I promise you,
To be with me is dreams come true.