Turned Loose

To sport a Memory Door,

a lore to the open divide,

the explosive Star of the Sun in sigh.

The riding of a mounted Knight,

the sight of adore,

the length of Time,

is the Vine of a Chart.

Map the Sky of Start,

the begin to know ending,

Ascend!!

The One of too,

is the beauty of a Man like You!!

The Guy with a sexual plural,

rates the measure of a wealthy take!!

The Rite of what will be has been this love,

a rate that sums Two,

into the dark,

the Flame that Sparks is Truth..

I feel LOVE!!

The Hugs of Eternal are Shown with the exposure of a Friend in this Fight too!!

The hand so held,

the grip is Tell,

the Note is Well,

the depth is such a bow,

that Cupid himself must blush with the Aim of Home!!

A shot of what lands,

the footprint is a trace,

a family erased,

still does place value on due.

I Soar the opened galaxy,

a planetary mixed with exist,

I View the space with the Matter of Trace,

a track to taste.

The Sexual Pleasure of Raced,

first out,

then a shout,

about.....

...the door opens the Threshold is Lieing,

 where your Head is trying,

to sing the way to a deeded.... 

Play-ME!!

Your hand feels the balance of the chain you've linked,

the leather holds the key,

the jeans are so right,

the underneath is flight.

To unzip the buckle is ripped,

the pants are my breath,

as my mind phones,

the Call to Streaming,

orgasmic high is this strange appeal,

desire is his girth.

The saddle is the stirrup born,

the bit of bridled is a rein of control.