Feeling Your Desire

It seems like only yesterday
that I longed to feel your skin,
to hold and touch and caress you
to kiss you on a whim.

I dreamed of intimate places
where I wanted to trail my lips,
every nook and crannie
and all places a tongue can slip.

And now I've felt the pleasure
of your soft and supple skin,
I've felt your lips upon mine
and you've sent my desire into a tailspin.

I've felt your nipples tauten,
beneath my warm, wet mouth,
I've felt your body quiver
when my lips did head down south.

I've tasted every delight
of your body when on fire,
I've slowly stoked those embers
and that's something of which I'll never tire.

I've revelled in the glory
of your legs wrapped around my head,
your hips thrusting and rising
while my lips pushed you back on the bed.

I've felt your silken fingers
as they've run through my hair,
and coaxed me on while licking
your wet and silken snare.

I've felt your warm, wet mositness
as my fingers have slid inside,
and tasted of the sweetness
and smiled when you sighed.

I've held your warm body
against mine in tight embrace,
and felt your silken moistness
as we've made love face to face.

I've molded my body,
and placed my wet warmth against yours,
and felt our bodies tremble
felt our desires tremble and roar.

And there's nothing more I need
than to feel you beneath my breasts,
to lay beside you every day
our desires unsuppressed.