Adelle Poem by Dredan Brian

Hey lady Adelle,
You know how that feeling,
That touch of love that frames
A heart into a beautiful place,
That's what I miss of you,
That late night chats and
Cravings for cuddles,
That's what myself misses,
That crazy talk that laid us
Horny in bed while we couldn't
Get a reach of one another,
The exact I miss.

I miss telling you how much I love you,
And the birds of the air concur with me,
My heart is in a yearning state
That calls for thy word girl,
You know,
Nothing beats what the heart wants,
I'm crazily missing the days.

I'd say I love you still,
But that to you would be conspiracy,
I'd say I want you again,
But your interpretation may be odd,
My heart holds still that touch
Of you that kept me still,
Still in still waters of your love,
I still hold that place,
Kept well and missing you.

Listen lady,
I'd love to grab a chance to hold you,
Pull you so close that my skin
Can feel the warmth that dashes
From the cover of your skin,
That I may run my fingers through
Your yellow thighs
And grab your full attention,
That I may be able to feel your sweet scents
And sink with that to sleep.

My heart feels that state of loneliness,
Because I miss you,
Because I want to cover you up
In my arms that you may feel
That special touch of love again,
Your beauty still cuts through my sight,
Lustfully, my tongue swags
Outside the mouth pouring saliva,
That's the context of missing you,
Please,
Accept that I miss you.