An Ode

I look without meaning too
A glance across the room
Out the corner of my eye
My breath away on a sigh

Muscles taut, long and lean
Hair low and edged clean
Skin like buttery toffee
Eyes like Arabica coffee

He moves as the big cats like
Smooth yet ready to strike
Sexy promise in his smiles
Of the delights of his wiles

Internal pleas for my strength
I still yearn for his length
Can’t deny me in my dreams
As I recall the taste of cream

The texture of his silken shaft
Memories of fun times past
Flirting harmlessly, knowing not
How I desire him on my spot

On my back, legs in the air
On his shoulders, with no care
Watching his deepening stroke
While inside my fire is stoked

Moist and tight is how I begin
As he drives me toward the end
Deeper and faster is how he goes
As I whimper in passion’s throes

Locking my feet behind his head
As he pounds me into the bed

FINALLY....YES!!!

Cumming on a hoarse scream
As fills me with his hot cream

I go limp and turn on my side
Alone and shaking after the ride
My hand stiff from the exercise
Dreaming of him betwixt my thighs
If this is how my mind's eye feels
Imagine if we ever do the deal
Copyright 2007 B.F. Redd