I promise to satiate each longing, each plea,
With a cascade of pleasures applied delicately.
In ways so profound, you cannot refute,
The deep-seated yearning that stirs, resolute,
In the hushed spaces between your sighs.

She is my everything,
In her absence, solitude claws at my core.
I offer her the world, hoping to cling,
Yet she vanishes, leaving my hopes to roar.
Now here, now gone—a fleeting shadow play,
Today she's mine, tomorrow drifts astray.

Under a canopy of whispers, delicate and enticing,
He traced her silhouette, his touch precise and inviting.
His fingers glided in a choreography of slow, deliberate grace,
Each stroke a promise, as soft moans framed her face.

He advanced with certainty, his intent clear and bold,
Pressing where fire blooms, in whispers untold.
Exploring her every contour, each hidden cove and crest,
Her body answered in kind,
a tempestuous response confessed.

Her skin, a whisper of satin against my own,
goosebumps rise, a shiver, from fingers to bone.
They travel like stars in a night’s gentle climb,
up her hand,
through her spine,
a dance sublime.