Where he calls me...sultry
I am
A silken storm of want
Naked,
In the blush of moon...
Night falls long,
Humid, in the heat of ache
“I want you”
Rushes over me in droplets of
Caress...
His voice
A pour
Creamy smooth
A slip-slide down
My throat...
His dark touch
Awakened
Beneath my starve,
Craving the sip,
Drowned in swallow...
Thrumming trembles
The quench of thirst
Beneath the swelling tide
Melted
Under silken tongue...
Slipping deeply into wetness
Pulsing raw
Lust surges strings of silk
Primitive and wild...
Where he calls me...sultry
I am......
Aug 8, 2012
Aug 8, 2012 at 7:47 PM UTC
Where he calls me...sultry
I am
A silken storm of want
Naked,
In the blush of moon...
Night falls long,
Humid, in the heat of ache
“I want you”
Rushes over me in droplets of
Caress...
His voice
A pour
Creamy smooth
A slip-slide down
My throat...
His dark touch
Awakened
Beneath my starve,
Craving the sip,
Drowned in swallow...
Thrumming trembles
The quench of thirst
Beneath the swelling tide
Melted
Under silken tongue...
Slipping deeply into wetness
Pulsing raw
Lust surges strings of silk
Primitive and wild...
Where he calls me...sultry
I am......
