His Belly Dancer

He waits in the dim of the candlelit room as she pads to Him furnished in gold...shimmering like a vision a prism of light as into position she folds...With the cry of the bells she dances for Him, an immaculate vision this child. Sensual rythm compelling His mind as she rolls like a river gone wild. The flutes bellow in and the chimes seem to sing...when she spirals and falls to the floor. His stare fixed upon her hips as they sway taunting images of so much more. Seduced by her eyes with such passion, her heart rolling like drums in her chest. She twirls into deep meditation as she's heaving with every breath. She leaps in harmonious anthems striving so boldly to please. movement so flawless so beautifuly spent coming to calmly rest on her knees. Warmly He smiles as she's called to His side and caressed by so tender a touch...As she's blessed with a kiss upon trembling lips and the love in His eyes says so much. She then pulls the comb from her dark endless locks as they're taussled and cascading down...He watches adoring her every move sliding effortlessly out of the gown. He cant help but touch her, each delicate curve the softness and fire in her skin. Under rugged fingers she bends to the warmth burning for Him so deeply within...