for love of envy

she danced

into my world

and turned it upside right.

hours,days,weeks

became a haze

of delicious fantasies

that she provided 

only for me.

the only thing 

i needed to survive

was her...

embedded 

and wrapped around

my wooden libido.

mocha madness

was our game of choice.

grab the bull

by the horns

and watch

as her heaven

bounced,

like the balls

bounced,

as the bed springs

bounced,

taking us into overtime.

a smile

that invades

my every thought.

sending armies of desire

which implode

upon the touch of her hand.

exotic and erotic

she throws

the scent of a jasmine rose

that encourages the need,

deep in my soul,

to be only for her.

be still my heart,

for if this be 

an illusion

i must savor every drop.