AR (3-2-1945 / California)

Blue Iis

I reach out for the delirium of desire
Adrenaline walking the high wire
To caress ourselves with naked skins
Savoring the optical curves of your blue twins
An endearing lust wavers to infinity
Insatiable with no lack of anonymity
Driven to a heighten awareness
Trembling hands exposed to such bareness
I melt with speed of a racing heart
The coolness of the silk sheets do their part
Those baby blues breakdown my defenses
A gleam, so extreme, I lose my weakened senses
A pensive thought of unequivocal pleasure
Uncovered in the subconscious of a dreamt treasure
What is left when all has gone right
As euphoria plunges into the night

by Alfred Ramos

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