Mar 2014
it's dark
I whisper
from the middle
of the bed
You said
nothing
as from across
the room
I smell
the sweet perfume
of your musky scent
I hear you
prowling
pacing
growling
then your lips
kiss my fingertips
my body
in my mind
you've licked
my soul
and as your lips
meet mine
I taste
whole
my hands are immobile
by the silken ties
that you have me bound
so I don't have sight
or touch
only three sense
have left me tense
Don't take away
anymore
I love to smell
you tasting me
I love every sound
I whisper
from the middle
of the bed
You said
nothing
as from across
the room
I smell
the sweet perfume
of your musky scent
I hear you
prowling
pacing
growling
then your lips
kiss my fingertips
my body
in my mind
you've licked
my soul
and as your lips
meet mine
I taste
whole
my hands are immobile
by the silken ties
that you have me bound
so I don't have sight
or touch
only three sense
have left me tense
Don't take away
anymore
I love to smell
you tasting me
I love every sound
