Visions
of skin,
soap-slicked
and sun-warmed, sliding
tongues and lips lazily
tracing tattooed
flesh
undulate in an intricately detailed dance behind
lids
heavy
with lust.
Sway with me to the rhythm of rope
and blade, harsh breaths
caught in throats tight with choked
need; step to the bass
of heartbeats thrumming the tempo of arousal, seductive.
Spin – bottom becomes top
and back again – to the sigh
of rests
between measures,
and move…
Give me
ragged breaths
from shaken souls,
trembling limbs from effort
spent, invested
fingertips floating over
taut pink and whispers white against the night.
Push me
your hard and dare me
your dark; I’ll paint
your night with the spectrum of my essence,
and when the morning
cravings come,
you’ll not remember
a time
before you hungered after
anything but
Me.
Beautifully erotic
Oh yes!
An erotic piece that makes me want to be there.
A lovely, erotic piece.