My Goddess

A vision in turquoise fills my hungry eye;
your voluptuous curves framed to perfection,
golden curls spill over white linen pillows,
your graceful body arched like a spring,
my goddess in high heels, temptress divine.

I feel the waves of passion rise from you
shimmering in the soft candlelight
like the sun pouring it's warming glow.
Your scent drifts seductive to fill my head,
your soft moans hone my raging appetite.

I silently circle you like a hungry wolf,
hooded eyes glowing unblinking
sniffing the warm air, I growl to you and
a flash of knowing passes between us;
two ancient souls bound by desire.

A silent invitation in your sparkling eyes,
desires message mirrored on your full lips.
The need and hunger is there unspoken.
Your call loudly rings in my heart's ear:
yes my lover, yes my mate, Shakti mine.

Your silken bonds hold you so tightly,
your proud peachy bottom raised high for me
a line of turquoise, like a winding stream
between those soft hills that call to me
to kneel behind you and delve so deep.

I raise the waters to seek that treasure;
a hidden jewel perfect and priceless,
a delicate dusky rose moist with dew
calls to me nearer to probe its secrets
and slowly open the gate and enter.

For all this life you have waited for me,
desire salty and rich like butter melting
over your trembling soft flushed skin,
sweet surrender to my burning passion
my goddess, made slave to my rising need.