remembrance of an enchanted evening

sitting here
remembering
the feather soft feel
of your lips on mine
the way your hands molded
to my round breasts
and firm bottom
the way you looked at me
whispering sweet words
in my ear
making me long
for more of your touch
my sighs of passion
feeling the fire
starting to burn
in the center of me
passions mounting
with each kiss
each touch
each whisper
closer and closer
the fire burning hotter
fingers moving faster
sighs turn to moans
of pleasure
whispers become more personal
speaking of things to come
flames leap higher
throughout my body
arching back
pressing your face
to my breasts
cannot wait any longer
the flames of passion
consume me
i lose control
of my senses
shivering and shuddering
i give one final cry
falling forward
caught up in your
warm embrace
your hands
stroking my hair
as my breathing gets back to normal
i look into your eyes
and see a mirror of myself
my pleasure is also
your pleasure
holding tight
not wanting to let go