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Think of
Breakfast served in the nude,
Hash browns and eggs-
on our finest china
Morning sings in through the blinds.
Think of
Showers shared,
Our bodies soapy, and sweetly scented,
lotions rubbed, creams applied, and kisses.
(Quick blush).
Think of
Mornings of lipstick smudged.
Curls resting on foundationed cheeks.
Quick kisses discreetly placed
under clothes for later reference.
Think of
later that day when I in my business armor,
and you in hospital cotton
collide in our kitchen.
I think tonight that we are ordering in today.
Think of
shared take-out containers over candle-light
and the evening news.
Stolen glances
leading to secret thoughts.
Think of
Our bedroom,
And what flowers beyond a locked door,
the intimacy,
lace and feathers kiss rosy flesh.
Think of
your body composed on a bed of stars.
Honey melted on
cherries find slippery places.
Giggled attempts at seduction.
Think of
me as the space above.
Climbing over you and
running my hair over
brightly burning places.
Think of
Scented fingertips connected to
ruby (two)lyps,
and a brush of stillness
over excitement on the finished canvas.
Think of
Claiming hushed trembles
velvet to velvet
girlish silk spreads.
I'm on the steps to your pleasure palace.
Think of
Damp jasmine on boughed branches.
and a rose in waiting,
fully opening.
Bloom for me only.
Think of
Waiting for petal by petal
To taste softer centers of the
mapped interior
I gild the lily.
Think of
your body
Opening, closing,
and in and out
anemone of sighed lushness.
Think of
"Jesus, fuck me harder."
"Baby, do it faster"
raised tremor
through dream quick lyps.
Think of
These moments tangled together
To form a strand of pearls.
I take and I take
you breath and you breath.
Think of
Me wearing that strand of you around my neck.
Across creamy breasts and tender thighs
and a powder-perfumed bed
to be lost in.
Into strands of hair
I want to braid three simple words
"I love you".
Those seven letters held together
by strands of promises.
My lips utter incantations.
I want to make love to your mind,
not just your body.
Goddess worship brought to new heights.
I want to start over slow,
race velveteen trembles
through your soul.
We have all night
to explore once more
practice makes perfect.
You say it's a temple
Can I kneel and pray before you?
Will you bless me with your oil?
Can I love you like this forever?
Race with me into this
and we will make something beautiful.
I'm willing to try again and again.
Can I start with circles of skin embracing skin?
sliding oil across in soothing circles
fragrances rise and intermingle.
You are the divine perfume
pulped petals of a single rose
and the smoke of kisses twisted erotic.
I distill the scent of you
into my nostrils and am induced into
the delirious designs of your maze.
Hypnotically searching from hip to nipple
a quiet ripple of triple xxxcstasy.
Soul-kissed-sensuality.
Contours of red, textures of cream
sexed-up strawberries layered.
I find the pearl.
letmeloveyouiwillfindyouiwillworshipmygoddess
Your nakedness the first time
filling in the empty spaces of my skin.
Softness is making two halves whole.
Fiercely interlocked
it's hard to separate my thoughts
from your body.
Is it all just one in the same?
Skin on skin
Hands held in the darkest place
traveling with you to somewhere,
I have never tiptoed through
your wilderness.
An open path of thighs
parting into a river,
wet and running.
A cool blade of water washes over me.
Cleanse away this emptiness.
Liquid velvet-saltiness
rimmed in ambrosia
something exotic
twisted with new emotions.
Sex like an orange
I peel back the layers
Stripped to the pulp
Soft segments dripping with
candy-coated desire.
Relishing the moment
and sacrament
one in the same.
The embodiment of your skin,
both whole and holy
makes me yours.
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