letter to a pretty girl
I so love it when you wrap your hands around me..
In that purposeful gaze I see your imagining..
I share it too
Project my want onto you.
With a deft touch you roll back my skin..
The swelling crown demonstrates my desire, clearly..
The mood I’m in.
And as you push weighty heated breath upon me, it’s all too much..
Rigor mortis sets in..
You make it ohh so easy
and obvious
these things you do
anticipations strangling me.
Ruby lips part
Your tongue finds my undercarriage
And then it starts.
Your search and rescue.
And in these bliss-filled moments
I realise just how much I’m into you.