The curve of your lip
The soft touch of your finger
Tracing slowly
Over my curves.

                         The whisper
The moan
The little smile
The way the candlelight
reflects from your eyes.

The arch
you cause
The rise of my back

                                                       My breath
it catches

                                                   As you…catch me

The lingering smell
The lasting touch
The burn…no the feel of you
as my body
becomes yours.

As a  puppeteer…your strings cause my body to
Move
Sway
Respond
React

The inside of your mouth
feasting on my sweet flower
devouring the nectar hidden inside.

                  The ripple of excitement
your fingers cause
as you expertly explore my garden.

My body shudders
My petals bloom
As you…you make love
to
me.

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