I feel your eyes on me,
Pulling me towards you.
Your intensity heightens,
Till surrender is all I can do.
I breathe in your taste,
Enveloped by your very life.
Your lips embrace mine,
Cutting through protests like a knife.
They move with subtle dexterity,
Melting my very soul.
With your fiery passion,
And ardent resolve.
Your body moves slowly,
Stirring sensations deep within mine.
We begin to move as one,
Bodies, minds and souls align.
Something begins to rise in me,
Blossoming from my inner femininity.
I see your lips press together gently,
Hear your sharp exhale, and am thrown into divinity.
All the while, your eyes still on me,
Inferring something with a raise of one brow..
But those wondrous lips form no words,
Not a single vow.
Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 4:11 PM UTC
I feel your eyes on me,
Pulling me towards you.
Your intensity heightens,
Till surrender is all I can do.
I breathe in your taste,
Enveloped by your very life.
Your lips embrace mine,
Cutting through protests like a knife.
They move with subtle dexterity,
Melting my very soul.
With your fiery passion,
And ardent resolve.
Your body moves slowly,
Stirring sensations deep within mine.
We begin to move as one,
Bodies, minds and souls align.
Something begins to rise in me,
Blossoming from my inner femininity.
I see your lips press together gently,
Hear your sharp exhale, and am thrown into divinity.
All the while, your eyes still on me,
Inferring something with a raise of one brow..
But those wondrous lips form no words,
Not a single vow.
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