flowing with sweet whispered melodies in my ears were his words
holding me tight as if I was in his arms listening to his heartbeat
touching me with such passion as if he was using his hands
searching for just the right place to control; arousing my valley’s bloom; burning with his desire arching my spine feeling his passionate fire; caressing me as I feel his galloping warmth across my skin; longing for his trotting steed riding and charging his oh-mighty lance; combined with lust building up that tumultuous special moment; pleasing me as I return to him the pleasure moaning his knightly name; only his written words can whisper so sweetly to his devoted maiden