I was
caught
in the grip
of his lips,
our tongues—
dripping with desire—
dipped into
each other’s mouths
with raw passion.
I was
consumed
by his embrace,
his lust-laced stare,
as I watched
fingers tracing
along hidden spaces
eliciting moans
he remembers too well.
He grinned
because he knows
how only he
fulfills my erotic needs,
he sees my wanton
intentions
on display.
I was clothed,
yet fully exposed.
so romantic poem with visualized effect... well done and I have kept a copy of this poem and enjoy to recited with closedd eyes to feel my lost memories... its really a good one..