Velvet whispers flow
like a warm breeze on my skin,
heating as though touched.
Hot breath sends pleasure
chills shivering down my back.
Flesh quivers in wait.
Hungry lips consume,
daring a taste as fingers
fist in silken sheets.
Dazed by my release
I pull you close to taste the
lips that taste of me.
Moon soars high, darkness
creeps in. Velvet whispers ebb.
Heat pulls us under.
Paul;-]
So passionate and sensual.
Blessings,
Joseph
Felix
~Carole
-A.
Love tinka
God Bless
Michelle!