Soft, wet, sweet, warm lips
Locked in heated embrace,
A hand in your hair, one on your hips,
Anticipation in your face.
Two bodies touching,
So soft and so slight,
Sweet words caressing,
Lover's ears in the moonlight.
Your sleeves falling down,
Around shoulders of white,
Satin and lace touch the ground~
Oh, what a beautiful sight!
Tentative touching sweet mounds
Of the flesh where your bosom swells,
Passion rising amidst pleasured sounds,
As I caress where your delight swells.
In our passions, you cry out
You are sensual, and proud
More than a whisper, not quite a shout,
As you are wrapped in pleasure's shroud.
You shake against me, then pull away,
Sweet release upon your face,
Your hair is wild and gone astray,
And you go limp in my embrace.
Extacy! Oh you came to me,
And I have waited for an eternity!
You showed your face, finally,
In the face of the woman before me.
KML 2003
Regards ,
Kris
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