by WriterDom ©
Light of day fades
night ushers in
it's promised pleasure
piano music
plays
some old love song
it outlived the singer
a half moon
of lipstick
on half finished wine
eyes say more
than all my verse
my lips brush
tenderly against
sweet scented skin
like an artist
each kiss placed
by inspiration
those soft closed eyelids
nape of neck where perfume lingers
exquisite softness of breasts
pink tautness of aching nipples
smooth curves of tummy
all the way
to lacy pink
pulled down with teeth
arousal breathed
cherished scent of love
you lift
as silk slides down
charming thighs to painted toes
kicked aside till morning light
slender fingers
tangle in my mane
holding tight against your pleasure
a scorch of wicked bliss
as tongue traces slowly
a tease unrelenting
joined by fingertips
knocking on heaven's gate
a borrowed
sigh
a rented moan
a squirm uncalled
such sweet, sweet torture