My Mystery Girl

My Mystery Girl

You keep coming back to me in my dreams-
My mystery girl, soft and sweet.
Who are you, my little mystery girl?
I see your red hair falling down your back-
Your blue eyes, your sweet smile WHO ARE YOU?!

You stand tall for a lady, you reach my shoulder
Your jokes, your songs, your laughter- WHO ARE YOU?!

I'm sitting on your sofa, looking around the room
Paintings, books, sculpture and scripts- WHERE ARE YOU?!

You saunter over in a cotton blouse and patch-work skirt-and sit by my side as we listen to soft and relaxing jazz.
It's cold outside, a damp mid-winter day-
We sit inside drinking tea by the crackling fire.
The warmth of the tea and the fire give a secure feeling
Tea, jazz, fireplace and sofa, my mystery girl-
WHO ARE YOU?

I feel a chill up my spine, despite the fire-
Your fingers are running through my chestnut hair.
You kiss my cheek, my mystery girl.
I kiss you back, and you flash a warm smile.
Our eyes close, our lips meet, WHO ARE YOU?

We shift so that we sit face to face-
We kiss again, and you pull me close
Your head tilts to the side, an invitation.
A mutual spark as your tongue flits 'gainst mine.
I feel your fingers on my back-
I break the kiss and move to your neck
The smell of your perfume is sweet and soft-
It teases my nose as I kiss your neck and whisper in your ear
My muse, my love, my mystery girl- WHO ARE YOU?!

You clasp your hands behind my neck and tease my hair
I move my hand up your blouse and kiss the base of your throat
You moan softly as my fingers play across your breasts
You kiss me deeply and pull me closer
I gaze into your deep eyes as you undo your bra...
Love, passion, my mystery girl- WHO ARE YOU?

You lay back on the arm of the sofa, and start to open my oxford shirt
I lay at your side to kiss you and tease your nipple.
You breathe heavily as I continue, your heart pace quickens.
My zipper is lowered, you slide in a hand to stroke me.
I kiss your bosom as you continue to ply your craft...
Hearts, hands, emotions, my mystery girl- WHO ARE YOU?!

You're so lovely, so fair to behold-
My mystery girl, woman of my dreams.
I feel like I know you, but your identity evades
Will you visit me, in the depths of the night?
Smile, warmth, eyes and beauty- WHO ARE YOU?!

You stand up from the couch and take my hand-
our clothes are half-off and your hair is mussed.
Passion building, surrendering to lust.
You leap into my arms and coo "I'm yours"
Emotions, hormones, instinct, my mystery girl- WHO ARE YOU?

I carry you to the bedroom- your sanctuary.
You turn to face me to renew the kiss and touch.
My blue oxford shirt comes off, you slide it off of me-
I tease you and slowly remove your cotton blouse.
My Dockers are on the floor, joined by your patch-work skirt.
You turn your back to me and move across my groin.

We slide onto the mattress, building our passion-
Hands moving all over, uncontrolled and raw.
You slip off your panties, my boxers are next.
Hearts pound, hormones roar-
You embrace me, my mystery girl.

As we embrace, I am met by your passion-
Our bodies unite, no holding back.
You kiss me, digging your fingers into my back.
A deeper thrust, your eyes roll back.

Climax- you shake and squirm-
Holding tight to me, we ride it out.
I move my hands to cup your shoulders-
One last thrust, and I release.
We hold each other in the dark-
Our energy drained now.
My sweet-heart, my love, my mystery girl-
Sheets, cuddled bodies, sleep now- WHO ARE YOU?!