Amid the heat of passion, rose and musk wafts upon the night air

You whisper," Come my love, let us lay before the fire,"
" My loins seek your depth, to quench my desire".
With a whisper of silk, I am divested, standing before you nude,
Your lips seek my cherry peaks to heighten the mood.
Your strong hands traverse my spine,
Your stroking and caressing, intoxicating like fine wine.
We lay on an eiderdown quilt, our bodies glowing with firelight,
Our ivory and caramel skin tone, is an awesome sight.
Pins come out to losen my long, dark mane,
While luscious lips cause kisses to rain.
You whisper my name, like a prayer,
As howling wind rages outside, we are cozy within the lair.
My aqua blue eyes, drink you in,
You possess beauty, far beyond most men.
You whisper love poetry in my ear,
You woo me gently, saying the things I love to hear.
Foreplay is sensuous and slowly done,
Savored and tantalizing, till full arousal is won.
Musk and rose mingle, the aroma of delight,
While liquid fire flows throughout the night.
Panting breath amid pleasured moans,
As you take me and make me your own.


Music: "Vice"