I text you something tempting and seducing. Though it’s midnight, that’s the exact time to let soul melt under the spilled light moon.I want you, Right now,under my quilt, Next to me,Around my arms, holding tightHeavy obscene breath, lyrical stare.Your lips on mine,And, mine on yours, a tease,a sensational riot. The lip kiss,Inhaling the desires, exploding with the yearning of a flaming heart.Hands running through hair,Dancing with the stir around the waist.a fly on the rhythm of erotic guitardigging to heavenly pleasure,the kind of sumptuous collaboration, With the tons of honeyed mixes. Unrevealed Thoughts Holding to meet under the quilt, when the moon rises again. Yours on mine and mine…