He takes the long and winding road
That moonlit drive that takes him into the night,
As stars surround him, the moon nurses his longings,
He sighs as the sun sets and his desires are laid aside,
As he steps into the nightly grind of work,
Time passes, and with each sigh the hour moves forward
Allowing his eyes to meet with the warmest sunrise.
The drive home now nowhere near as enchanting as it was by moonlight,
he arrives home, and goes through the motions of morning life,
De-robing his body yet not his mind....
He slips into the comfort of his bed, taking with him his desires.
His eyes soften and close over as they do, visions dance,
Fair maiden of golden locks dances and cavorts.....
Her maiden dance of old,enticing him as her eyes sparkle,
Locks of blonde hair flow and become kissed by the sun,
He feels his longing intensify.....
He sighssssssss,
And with that sigh comes an urgency, a need for release.
His hand travels across his own body, and he hardens at the thought of her.
Her lips, her mouth, her eyes, her nakedness and yearnings for him,
His breathing gets faster, his fantasies wilder, braver,
As he become bolder, ruder, with every stroke.
And he explodes, pulsating, releasing the fluid that satisfies his sexual hunger,
Pulsating and weary... images fade, eyes soften and close,
He falls into a wonderland of dreams, one last sigh of contetment,as he drifts like a cloud, softly into his sleep.