Your fingers on my cheek
Softly, gently moving
Now feather-light on my lips
Brushing my moustache.

My hands stroke
Silky shoulders
Descend to caress
Orbs so succulent.

Your fingers on my chest
Tip-toeing down, teasing
Circling my navel
Seeking my root.

My hands stray
From fleshy hips,
Glide to clutch
Buttocks that yield.

Your fingers on my groin
Tickle through hair
Find me there
Grasp my shaft.

My hands feel
Quivering thighs
Move them apart
Ready to start

Your fingers guide me
To your flower
With petals so pink
And moist

My hands pull
Your hips to me
Hold you tight
And enter

We sigh, we kiss
We are one
Your fingers on my cheek
My hands on silky shoulders.

Arms enfold
I thrust, you thrust
Together we touch
Heavenly heights