Her hands explored
my chest
Its less than chiseled shrine
Worshiping my strength,
my devilish design
She kissed my thought process
a passionate invitation
Claiming every inch
of my offering
Such a persuasive domination
In the topography of my skin
she finds a map to my hidden truths
A cartography of desire
that beckons her to explore
all of me
Every curve and contour
holding secrets and
mysteries that only her touch
can unlock
For only skin to skin
will let a spark ignite the night
A wildfire raging through
our passionate delight
Fingers enthusiastically explore
The contours of our hearts
unraveling their mysteries
with finesse
caressing each layer
like timeless works of art
