I have her between my fingers
she's under my control
yet she is in complete control
she draws me in
tempts me with her smooth skin
her cold silvered skin,
I crave the feeling of
hers against mine
I crave the sharp lick
from the edge of her tongue
drawing beads of scarlet
vermilion lines ladder my flesh
my mind climbs past the clouds
and we share the colours of ecstacy.