What would you say if I whispered,
I need you tonight?
To feel your body next to mine,
For no reason but it feels so right.
To explore every curve, every secret,
A scenic tour, your cheeks to navel, hips,
To your thighs, exploring your sultry skin,
Until I find the last…
Then begin anew.
What would you say to me then?

If I invited us to fall,
Into a pit of lust and passion,
Free from reality,
A night of sexual ascension.
From valleys to mountaintops,
Riding winds into clouds,
Higher, higher,
Sweat cascading down.
Primal precipitation,
Your stream washing over me.
Other banks feel like desert sands,
Yours, the only oasis.

Let’s shut down our phones,
Banish distractions from sight.
Turn off the lights,
Let lips and fingertips be our guides.
When we begin,
Just whisper… I’ll do whatever you please.
Fingers to touch,
Lips to kiss, tongue to tease.
Every sexy curve, let me explore,
Starting with a sip.
From lower digits,
To sweet honeydews – let me drink.

It will wake time
once you’re in my arms
Hours will pass,
Before you’re free.
You’ve been on my mind too long,
No rush.
To fulfill every implication,
Until we’ve both had enough.
Exploring all the places,
Seen in each other’s eyes.
Simulated fantasies,
Tonight, we’ll ride…

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