Our bodies meet and erupt with emotion,
For the closeness creates a rhythm and motion,
He touches my skin blood starts rushing,
And I feel intense passion my face starts blushing.
He begins to caress my body from low,
And gently and slowly kissing my toe,
His soft lips my legs he does kiss,
And the feeling amazing such total bliss.
The thought of him going higher drives me insane,
Teasing my body and mind I have no gain,
Unable to control his actions to me,
I close my eyes and heaven is all I see.
My legs moist and body throbbing so,
Wanting to climax I tell him where to go,
Touch me inside he refuses my plea,
And continues his hand moving all over so free.
The womb a sacred and powerful place,
Of childbirth and orgasm a wonderful space,
He uses such care as he reaches my breasts,
Licking them fondly around and in between the crest.
He says he can smell and taste all of me,
Into my eyes he looks so deeply he can see,
Our special connection that I so treasure,
For now I wish for this feeling to stay forever.
The Brighton to London Poet
© 2005 MCARB
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