hips at a slow roll, makes me want to sell my soul
to the devil, eyes of a rebelthe way she moves in motion as
a whole
never a word
just a gentle song, I continued
to observe
the twitching of my nerves
feeling the grow of my blood flow
my tongue is ready to go
to take you in different dimensions
in the center of the room, my undivided attention
killed my previous state of tension
such an attraction, curing my mental satisfaction
quite a show, she has a shine
that sparkle and glow, so brilliantly fine
a reflector off my mirror
as I patiently await, the time draws nearer
I'm like fireworks waiting to explode, there's magic in the air
she's nearly exposed
she proceeds forward in quiet steps
with every step made she took my breath
she approached the bed in a slow glide
feeling's indescribable, many emotions inside
swapping soft touches
handicaps my heart, leaving it in crutches
hormones at a drum roll, ectasy begins it's toll
firery passion in romantically fashion
eyes so warm, a class act with charm
stacked and equipped, so seductive
rolling her tongue around her lips
with mine already in action, my face begins to swim
satisfied with her satisfaction
legs wrapped around my head, as she sits at the head
of the bed
with nothing being said, circiling every hair and thread
working her over to her stomach as spill into the back oils
as I slide tender into the ginger
slow strokes into her waterfall slopes
my tongue in her ear while her rear is in a grope
candles begin to flicker and seem to remain steady
the smell of cherry and wicker
it's after hours already