Sweat trickles down my bare back.
It tickles as it wetly trails
To the base of my spine.
My hips sway,
My shoulders dip and roll
In rythmic undulations
In time with the vibrations
That have suddenly become,
My only awareness.
A delighted smile spreads
Across my crimson lips
I open my eyes to look at you.
You are looking at me,
I know what's on your mind.
Mmmm....mine too.
I turn around,
Lifting my arms over my head.
I press my back to the front of you,
And I enjoy the cadence
Of your beautiful body.
Your hands are on my gyrating hips,
I feel you push intimately hard,
Pulsing against me in the dark.
Your teeth on my earlobe,
Start a maddening electric tempo,
In my secret depths.
I feel you entwine your fingers with mine,
I am warmly clasping to the beat.
....... .
The rhythm slows.
You lean in close as my song
Draws to its end.
I feel your deep baritone as you whisper
'Save the last dance for me'
I think I will Mr Rightnow.
© 2012
And still no rude words. I think we're all wondering when you're going to declare which is which.
Sensual sentiments enhance with rhythmic expressive imagination!
Although it's winter here, reading this made me hot...very nice descriptive piece, Ruby... Terry
Amazing! Very very sensual! Cleverly done (wake up husband lol)
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I would like to translate this poem
Wowee! this sure raised my libido.A 10 plus for sensuality. A spirited write.Yeah, that was a great ending