Your sleepy eyes are otherworldly.
They are so deep, so wide and so articulated.
I place a soft kiss over each and the ticklishness of it raises a smile from you.
I follow that kiss with one on your full lips,
We kiss softly. Leisurely.

I look down from your face and pass my eyes over the rest of you concealed within the thin covering of your night dress.
You can see my crow’s feet and the wrinkles at the edges of my mouth deepening as I smile at your body.
I trace my fingertips over your curves: the rise of your hip, your upper arm, your collarbones.
Selfishly, I pass my thumb over your nipple.
I fill, conspicuously.

I move my hand to your back and move in closer to you.
We lay pressed together, kissing with open grateful mouths,
I feel your shoulders, your back, your thigh.
The warmth of our bodies cocoons us silky in the early morning,
Unhurried, unbidden, the energy within and between us builds.

...

Our hands move to one another’s genitals: the warmest, softest, most personal parts of our landscape,
Your slender fingers encircle the stiffness of my cock,
A droplet moistens your middle finger as it descends to my shaft.

Your grip stirs my core.
I cup your vulva in my hand. The fit is so satisfying: curve over curves
I squeeze you. I hear you breathe. I hear you coo.

...

I revel in the warmth between your thighs. Gently, I work side-to-side to part your lips,
You are wet,
Pink,
I hold nature’s most beautiful flower; I lift my hand to inhale your nectar. A taste on the tips of our tongues
And then back down to you: my hand misses you already.

With my thumb and two fingers, I roll your hood over your shaft.
You and I caress the same tissues of one another: erectile, inflamed, reddened, and thirsty
I am gentle with your sensitive head,
Sometimes I pass a bit of your fluid over it,
Soft.

...

The breath grows louder through our nostrils
And I handle you more deliberately.
I am done exploring
I want to hear you whimper.

I grip your labia, inner and outer in my hand, while sinking a digit into the miraculousness of your vagina.
I rotate and gyrate all of it.
Fingering you, compressing you, pursing your lips into your clit, which undulates under the pad of my thumb.

Close your eyes.
Feel me feel you
Fill the room with whatever sounds roll and boil naturally from your extended throat,
And I will hold you

My hand will fuck you with increasing intensity
And I will lick your open mouth
Until you cum.

And I will praise you,
And hold you,
And love you,
And then back we go: off to shared softened sleep.