Saturday, 10 August 2013

Sensuality

The torturous and delicious feeling of your fingers on my skin
The light breathe on my neck
Your touch unravels me

The look on your face, hovering just inches from mine

The sweet murmurings escaping from your lips
The labored breathes escaping our mingled mouths
The way you feel to me

Slow, delightful torture that you play

Simple touches promising so much more
Bodies shedding more than just coverings
Souls meeting and dancing
The wicked joy of doing something forbidden
Mixed with the wonder of feeling so right

Touch me, feel me, promise me

Let me cross to that side to wait for you
Meet me at the center of our universe
Let our worlds collide