Only a Shirt..
was only a shirt.....
lay draped across her...barely
closed
barely opened
...white of color seemed to hold..
her heat yet beckon
my touch....
was only a
shirt...
softening
as I kiss...wetting the cloth
moans of want
pushed through...guiding my hands
sliding easily across
finding the softest flesh
..reaching for me.. glistening
a shirt...
now lowered...
tracing with eyes ...
following the path...of tongues swirling kiss
now I become
only a shirt