Having lit the flame
I closed my eyes
The scent of the candle
Took me by surprise.
I always wondered why she gave me the gift
Laying there in the bath
All I could think of was her
Somehow she was with me
Yet I knew her to be thousands of miles away
My mind drifting from love to lust and back
My hand started to stroke
My mind focussed on her form
Her fingers dancing along her thighs
She knows that I’m watching
Fingers assault her clit and her sheath
Her breath catches
And the aroma begins to flow
Now I smile
For she is the gift that keeps giving
And her gift wafts over me as the flame burns
Stroking harder now
For I want our scents to mingle again
