The last strands of sunlight captures the lines
Peering at that perfect body in sheer silkness
Perfection in motion
That Sutle glance and inviting smile
Weakens the knees, subdued by medusas eyes
Try to resist to late, turned to stone
Helpless she chisels me to her desires
Smooth the rough edges my voice silent
Her fingers smooth her moisture over me
Trying to scratch my way out, she teases with delight
Those sensual eyes, are my demise
Oh you wicked one, when will you mercifully end
Then the sly smile appears, but not without one last lick
As she slithers up to me blanket in hand
Our bodies entertained ,I feel her smile all over me
And with a tandem sigh and a last sensual gasp there's a silent goodnight