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Velvet Touch



Your blouse lays crumpled on the floor

skirt in the corner by the door

matching bra draped over the night stand,

but your red lace panties

I still hold in my hands



Lost in the beauty of your sweet scent

craving the moisture you have already spent

I hunger for the warmth for which I am inhaling

as I look upon the beauty of your smiling



My tongue slowly slides along the smooth texture of your skin

full circle,

front and back,

and then to begin again.

My teeth follow,

gently biting your beautiful flesh

I feel the anticipation in your body,

of what's to come next



My hands now take control and begin their journey,

starting at your feet and kneading them gently

across your golden legs and to your thighs,

I see a fire raging in your eyes



Your desires open up before me

drawing me into the color of your beauty,

I cup your warmth and hear a slight gasp for breath

my lips move closer,

we both know what's coming next



Most call it the velvet touch

I call it,

Ecstasy with a rush.



©Brian Glenn