I see them all.
Those locks, your lips, that nose, them eyes,
Your height, your size, that color, that mind.
But your touch...
A great surprise.
Your hands just right, caressing my skin oh my
Ecstasy takes over me and removes my sight.
I feel the very essence of a man,
Yet the anxious curiosity of a child,
His body hovers over me,
Ready to rid me of my veil.
No comments:
Post a Comment