Hot Flesh Burning
June 24, 2010
By Rose Marie Rideout

Little red flecks,
Flames through the night,
Hot flesh burning,
On a dark night just right.

Sheer see through nightie,
Wine glasses in twine,
As you look through my nightie,
A gentle whisper,”Tonight your’re all mine.

The cool air sends a breeze,
You see my body turn cold,
As you agree to heat it up,
Both my body and soul.

You lay close beside me,
Carressing my neck,
You know what that does,
I give myself to you what the heck.

I rest my body upon yours,
I feel your body rotate into mine,
We play joyfully,
Stretching it over time.

Soft moans, gentle move,
Nightie’s long gone to the floor,
You take every ounce of me,
I know this is what you want and more.