Unfinished Business

As the evening sinks into night.
With your thoughts in sight
I wait individual, parading through life.

A life so void without our seething libidos
Now lost, in the psychological quick sand of life
But still I wait.
As my seething sexuality, propels me to seek ways
To be indulgent

Shirking marriage, that has more responsibilities than pleasure
I crave, to osmose you in my core

Initiating the rites of passion 
Consummating it, with lingering fervour
I wish to frame moments
When the impurities of distance
Finds a catharsis
With your turgid presence.
Iluminate my breezy darkness 
And celebrate me with your fornicating finesse

I am waiting, on the edges
Let's course together

For we have, unfinished business to complete