Come Closer

I feel his breath, hot on my neck
His lips gently caressing mine...

He touches me, tracing circles around my breasts
First with his fingers, then with his tongue.

My hands reach out to him, he pushes me back
With strong arms that make me weak with desire.

I sigh as he slowly runs his hands down my body
Tracing along the inside of my thighs...

He moves closer still, I feel his hardness press against me
Breathlessly he whispers, "I want you"....

We are a rose and a thorn...
Agony turns to ecstacy as our eyes meet at last...

I open to him my body, my heart, my soul..
A flower blooming underneath him.

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May 11th 2006