09.09.15  breakfast

Breakfast can burn

you will be late

I will be absent

Watching you

Long hair spilling 

On your café au lait tan

I am taking 

You

You’re my home

You’re my country

and

my lust

a goddess 

as you lay down

possessed

as you take

 and

 give pleasure

my garden

of

1,000 indulgences

my decadent wanton 

lover