Game Of Desire

The wilderness in her was very attractive A lush land of beauty covered by pockets of naked pools of pure magnetism A background of mysterious mountains and valleys Exotic rivers of the purest desires flow from her Drowning me in a whirlpool of fantasy Her protruding mountain peaks were caped with juicy black berries She was like both an African wilderness and a botanical garden combined Her cheeks were pure elegance and her smile was an ornamental masterpiece Her eyes were like the lake of pure satisfaction And her swollen breast were created by a skilled craftsman I was at the centre of her gravitational pull Being pulled into the vortex of her being She was my black hole and I was her star dust I felt helplessly weak but yet I was full of excitement I was the bumble bee and she was the rose Playing a sacred ancient game of desire She was my total satisfaction And I was her pet