Quiet...
Smoke smoldering holding the heat in
Hot skin unfolding steam
Controlling the pulsing thump in your chest.
Sweat collects and shimmers settle.
The wetness of ***
Bathes my soul in serenity.
So don't just touch me,
Feel me.
Caress the concept of my breath on your neck.
Explore every pore, lusting, begging for more.
Let me lick your fingertips
Then feel them slip down my hips
Trick me into tickling temptations every wish.
Then just kiss me tipsy
Teasing my breathing, I'm dizzy.
I'm thinking this feeling is instinct.
Instant magic- making it's beauty.
Believe the ease of self release
Then just take me,
Make me,
Feed your needs baby.
My body is burning for your energy.
Know I want you, and want you to want me.
You only can hold me
And hear the harmony.
Written February 2nd, 2011