Hourglass
An attractive embodiment of a Cream flavor
lets stream down these streets of Arizona flowing infatuation with merely the eye contact as whisk by the palm trees…
I suggest playful moments for the time we’ve allotted for each other
sinking grains of crystal situation emerging as rare elements forged in this desert that contains an oasis…
a slowdown of everything when engaged in vocals of compiled syllables we just turned a corner
she liked the momentum in how she placed herself to hold me secure in a safe place
not about to deny that affectionate energy
I just take it in
the Moon is rising
the Hourglass has flipped
now we’ve arrived to a different timespan
carnal desires reign our minds
a glide of her fingertips upon my epidermis
the driving has changed
drifted I must say…
give me the spent time with your mind and I’ll give mine
-Benny Butters
Dumpster Fire Press 