imagine this...

imagine this...
sacred place.
i'm wearing lace.
turquoise ruffle on brown supple, your fav.
seeking to find comfort in the shadows of your face
i turn, put on a private fashion show...
no clothes though.
just. us.
sashaying with the sway
my hips give away
the need to have your hands upon them
try to warn you of my hypnosis...
you follow, still.
loving this
no, Loving this
moment, this
bliss. that
kiss.
reminisce of small beginnings
when all we were to each other
were nouns and verbs
still hard to believe
still hard to conceive
your hardness upon me...
emancipating my soft skin
with one motion of one hand
so grand
we begin...
lost in each other's currents,
we swim.
sway with tides as i tightly wrap
toned thighs
around rippled abdomen and
neatly trimmed goatee
you feast
i feed
becoming so full of me
until you lift, and fill me
repeatedly ... slowly ...
i have to pause. breathe...
intimately
nakedly
taking me there...
i stop. stare at eyes that mirror
my desire...
enveloped in my fire..
i take you
consume you
all of you
all of you
all ... of you.


hope all is fab and flyy.

*smiles*