Your Fingers Dip Below My Waist Poem by Mel geiger

Your fingers dip below my waist,
Traveling at a sensuous pace.

The lower you go,
My anticipation builds.
My heart beats faster,
Bracing for the thrill.

Your touch has me moaning,
Begging for more.
Your hot passionate kisses,
I simply adore.

I feel it, I feel you,
As I crest on high.
Only you can take me,
On this incredible ride.

Baby, do it again,
And again and again.
I never get enough,
Of this delightful sin.