We talk of moments under blankets
mad giggles , nose to nose..
whispering luxiourious adventures
we'll indulge in..
never leaving our room..
You wax poetic..
your breath tickling my ear..
as you trace the line of my lips..
with a fingertip.
Seductive word, spilling mellow..
against my neck..
Movements intense and satin
mouths plush and learning..
hands exotic and electric fresh..
you sink into my mind..
featherlight..
you fit inside there..
so right..
you nurture my soul..
laughter soothing bright..
At the end of everyday..
its your voice I want to hear..
