When my head lays on my pillow
and my eyes close
it’s then that you come alive.
your creep into my bed
no invitation necessary
It’s your place too?
I taste your essence
even before I feel your lips
upon my reclining form.
You feed my desire
Rampant
Slowly you swallow him…
Whole
Your practiced, cherished art
Unleashed for my pleasure
Evoking sounds which lay upon the silence
of the night like a nightingale song.
Having claimed your gift
You gently wait your turn.
Resting on my chest
My embrace your security
Sliding along my torso
You face the wall
Opening your thighs
You transport me to galaxies
far far away.
A kaleidoscope of beauty
washes over me
time and time again
As your body unleashes
Her tsunami of praise.
