Sting Of Uncertainty Poem by Dakota Ellerton

I closed my eyes as she'd instructed.
I could see through the thing layer of skin,
she'd turned the lights off.
I could faintly hear music playing,
I could hear her towel dropp to the floor.
I tried to hide that I was blushing.
She took my hand,
and led me to the bathtub.
She gentley undressed me,
my eyes still closed.
She stood behind me,
her soft hands caressing my chest,
as she nibbled on my neck.
I was embarassed,
when a quiet moan escaped past my lips.
I turned around,
running my hands up her back.
She always feels so small,
so delicate in my arms.
I sometimes fear I'd embrace her too tightly.
We layed in the bath,
my arms around her.
Her body on mine,
she looked so graceful, so beautiful,
words could not describe,
how she looked by the candle light.