Distance separates us.
Vast mass of land stands between you and I-
But it seems the world forgets the raging desires only a man can feel.
I mourn your absence
With dedicated silence.
I have no choice...
You are not here.
Only the reassurance of my right hand reminds me I am still human...
And once spent...
I drift. Mind and soul into you...
I wake.
Turn over and my arm lands on soft flesh-
You must've crept in.
You sleep so peacefully as I watch your nakedness rise and fall
To the heartbeat of my awakening desire...
But my heart overtakes your breathing.
And I cannot but help trace a finger down your curves...
Over your hipbone...
Onto your pubic bone...
And back up to your collarbone.
You stir.
A soft moan escapes your lips as they part-
The world pauses-
The night sighs and takes you in under its own moonlight.
You put nature's greatest wonders to shame- and she knows it.
You lean into me,
Your soft breast pressing curiously against my chest,
Skin burning mine as the heat between us awakens, shakes out its fiery feathers
And settles to watch and wait for it's moment.
Because Passion comes to those who know how to harness it...
How to tame the beast of Lust
And use it well.
I lean in, whisper my intentions in your ear
As my lips then trace delicate patterns on your shoulder.
Grazing my teeth slightly over the surface
I do not stop untill I feel you shudder beneath my touch.
Once more my hand traces down your body...
So slowly...
So intentionally that I feel every little goosebump
And as my hand folds over your intimacy,
A burst of musky feminine desire informs me of my success so far.
You are wet, my girl...