Of the strings I've pulled
And the risks I've taken
all the plots
and schemes undertaken
none can match
Even in imaginations
Just the thought of your touch
As you hang near
slipping your hands down my spine
to pull me close
tingles trine
setting my sweet spot on fire
warm breath swirls
Your eyes implore mine
searching desire
permission granted
lips so close
as my thighs slip into yours
arms tangled
lips dancing tango
finger tips ballet
Legs wrap as hands unwrap
moistened tension
aching for breaking
peeling softly
arching aching
petals reach maturation
penetrating glare
welcoming stare
in all my machinations
nothing compares...
Glorious saturations
TaDa! It's the best it's
TaDa! It's the best it's gonna get tonight I'm afraid... Nite all. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."