Sex Spice

Drive me off the cliff of simplicity
Nasty is essential
Ready for a misty storm
Temperatures are familiar to your warmth
Done with dealing with the tundra
The skyline view
Keep away to what measure
Something that fits in between my lips
This is what you need
Better yet
This is what my veins bleed
Dont touch or tease
Without notice you reach your peak
Distress is at minimal streak
Our bodies create a great shrine
Sexual healing
Even the air sings repulsively
Let's stay enthralled

William K. Butler