Flower
    pretty pink
                *****
                      willow

The moonlight
        formed shadows
        against the wall  
        reflecting our
        souls.

you are a wild,
        that needs to be tamed.
        I am a hunter
        that enjoys your  taste
        so to conquer this desire
        I must devour you
        starting below the waist

If *** is the cream in the pudding,
                 then I look forward to creaming in you.

You little tease,
        You know,
        the thought of you,
        not wearing *******,
        under that dress,
        makes me hard,
        in all the right places.

She and I
       had the same vibrations
Stuck in our souls
       it only took one look
Deep into her eyes
      For me to feel it

Lips dancing
            Playfully
Across her flesh
             Where will
they go
              next

His fingertips,
       like whispers,
       trace her forbidden paths
       to destinations untold,
       kindling flames of desire,
       setting her spirit on fire,
       igniting flames unknown.

She reclines, nestled amongst her stacked pillows,
                       legs spread wide,
                       hands cradle her delicate flower.
                       Fingers wander,
                       igniting sensations;
                       closed eyes,
                       biting lip in anticipation.
                      Her final release
                      standing ovation

Your hips;
         ride hard
         non stop
         grinding
         on top
         I'm rock!