Time of the Night

Time of the Night

Days are long, my mind wanders,
Lust builds as it plots and ponders,
Where are you, will you be there?
Waiting at home with luscious stare?

Time of the night, I think of you,
And our passions do I review:

Watching the minutes pass on by,
Wondering where tonight you lie,
Come to me my precious one,
Lay with me before the rise of sun.

I am wanton, I lust for you,
And all the sexy little things you do,
Tempt me with your vixen looks,
Sink them deep, your devilish hooks.

Arouse my soul, through and through,
Stir my passions like new lovers debut,
Seduce me please, do it slow,
Make this a long and lasting show.

Inspire in me sinful passion,
Wear for me lingerie fashion,
Allow me to touch and slowly undress,
So your supple body I may caress.

Kiss me with your deep red lips,
Hold me close so we eclipse,
The gap between our embrace,
And gaze at each other, face to face.

You compromised, our bodies mesh,
Pressed together, flesh to flesh,
Me atop and you below,
Hold me tight, do not let go.

Quivering with lust while in wait,
Wonton lips serve as "Lovers Gate",
As we begin our wicked sin,
You spread, I penetrate in.

My push is soft and gentle,
Your gasp and quip evidential,
Of the heightened passions we've inflamed,
As you whisper my given name.

Tell me how you want my love,
Tender passion or violent shove?
If frenzied sex is your desire,
I will gladly fan your fire,
If tender then I will do it slow,
Tease your lips and coax your glow.

Talk to me, you know my preference,
Begging words of lusty reference,
Take me there, give me pleasure,
In my dream, we ride in measure.

Bodies tangled, locked together,
Passions flare like stormy weather,
Orgasm releases blinding light,
Blacking us out into the night....