I am his

"Sensuality, erotic"

Listening to your voice,
My eyes watch your mouth,
While my fingers touch your face,
And I plan my next kiss.

My lips brush your skin,
A moan trembles me throughout,
As your voice caresses my heart,
Softly, a whimper escapes my mouth.

Soft hairs scratch my tongue,
Tracing hearts upon your neck,
I linger on your pulse, dreamy,
Intoxicated on your scent

Follow my whisper in your ear,
That’s begging for a kiss,
Moaning for some pleasure,
A simple need, so primitive.

Moist and wet and soft,
Mouthes moving languidly,
Lips and tongues fuse.
As we savor all the mystery.

Unfold me from my skin,
Unlock the shivers that lie within.
Expose all that am,
Provoke me to submiss.

Closing all the gaps,
Space is non exist,
Time stands still and stops,
In that moment,
I am his.