Borrowing Your Image

I borrowed your image late last night...
I hope you don’t mind.
I reached out and gently laid it across
the backside of my eyes;
lids aglow with the fiery embers of imagination.
Lust danced in my veins
slithering  down blue fluid trails to my hands, where
Fingers came alive with promises and  pleasure that
danced in the midnight garden of my warmth.
I used you, I abused you in the darkness...
I hope you don’t mind.
I made your skin to lay across my own
like a magic carpet from some Aladdin’s wishing tale.
I made the ripples and the hardness of you swim
up against the soft banks of my moist wanting,
I turned you into a spawning fish in my sea...
I borrowed your image in the darkness,
I hope you don’t mind,
that I used you and  satisfied me.

Reviews

[Marie]

Very good. If this could only be done...taking another image...finding a different world.