Alpha Plus ~ The Web Version

I encapsulate the volume of your delicate words

You magnetize the gaze of such rapture

I’m often in need to quench my voracious thirst

that’s being insatiable since the frame of love, captured

Sodaholic spirit, are you. Workaholic scandalous soul,  am I... I’m?

We both need to swing along with each other...

..till the morn knocks at our window pane, Ma`am.

Fabric wears, you worn. Ralph Louren, I oft. wear

"My eyes may see your racy elements through such hazy fabrics

... then why don’t you take 'em off?" You overhear.

Let me have you undressed first...

before the fuzzed ray of crushed morn disturb us, 

You’re absolutely a nasty slave to my sleeveless heart, but

Take off your everything even the innocence sus

I’m here to snatch you off your lonesomeness 

Without questioning, Just take my hand

                         You -- the object for a night, I be your Alpha Plus.


Ps.
A couple of months back, I had written a post called "Alpha Plus", but somehow I ain't post the write across my literary web site, but, late in the mid-dew-night, after some modifications, I dropped the post on my other site so admittedly, I named it here as  "Aplha Plus - The Web Version". You may check out my blogger post under the same title name as well. Just visit the below link, it'll certainly lead you to the hell-zone xoxo ;)

http://frameuponthehearts.blogspot.in/2015/09/alpha-plus.html