I want you. I need you. I desire you. I imagine your hands upon my body in my hair around my throat. I imagine the heat from your skin seeping into my bones burning me from within as I cling to you shuddering in ecstasy. I imagine the strength in your arms as you hold me position me take me to heaven bringing me back to earth only to send me soaring again and again. I long to be the one who you curl around satiated murmuring nothing stroking my hair cooing in my ear as our hearts slow to one steady beat. I imagine..... one scene after the other longing desiring wishing that you and I once more would be together our bodies blending our moans our sighs the music to which we perform. A subtle dance of passion ignited once more. ©March 28/23 Art via Pinterest
Tag: Passion
Daddy’s Dirty Dancer
Stage set
candles lit
music
hard
rocking
glass in hand
ready for the show
created for one.
Sensuous
rhythm
hips move
fluid
lean against pole
demure smile
bitten lip
please
accept how hard this is.
Leaning back
breasts on display
nipples taut
hard lace brushing
arousal
dripping.
Run hand down
over stomach
hip
dip between
briefly caress
eyes meet yours
gasp…..
gyrate
hips shake
shimmy down the pole
wicked grin
flick one strap
one breast
peek-a-boo
dance out of reach
scolding
touch not
the night
it has only just begun.
©June 20/20
Picture via PInterest