Pleasure Stolen

Thoughts of you inside my head
Follow me to my silky bed
The song you sing echoes deep inside
From your energy and sensation, no place to hide.

You taught me more than how to feel
But how to divine what is and isn't real
The fantasies have flowed to be replaced by
The reality in your hands, heart, soul and eye.

Every time you touch me, with your voice,
"Elizabeth come here" I've no other choice.
My body obeys without conscious thought
That battle long ago has been deliciously fought.

The tide, as it sweeps over the shores of my perception,
You've given me pleasure and refocused my direction
Limited by nothing, and free to fly, and learn all I can
The desire rises in me and I lay next to this man.

His fingers are so soft, as they gently caress my skin
Thoughts flee from my mind, as his task begins again.
"I want you to close your eyes, my girl, and learn to feel me here..."
Shuttering the light away, my smile grows from ear to ear.

I feel his fingers on me, caressing so blessedly slow
My lips part ways and I sigh, my moan, tantalizingly low.

Circles and shapes as he paints on me
His canvas my willing naked body.
His paint is my decadence and lustful desire
The inspiration for him, is my internal fire.

His hands on my tummy, his touch so rare
Exquisitely he paints... his hand is in my hair
Lower, the sensations become demanding now
I fly into that place, his lips on my brow

I ride the sensations, wild Mustangs on the isle
I hear the waves of South Padre, crashing all the while!
Higher and higher, the peaks call out my name
I answer with abandon, no fear, no blessed shame!

The dizzying heights he brings me, with sensation in his hand
I open my eyes to see him, at the foot of the bed he stands!

"My girl, are you at it again? I left you only a moment!"
My fingers in my mouth, giggling at my pleasure stolen!
He laid down next to me and said, "Baby, I am home."
My arms went right around him, curled in sleep...his voice....

"Baby, you are never ever alone."