A Tryst of Two
Slowly she (of course) slides her fingers
Across her bottom lip it leaves
To comb through her hair; as a tease
Batting her lashes for the man she see’s
A gorgeous specimen; she couldn’t believe
A man to drop her to her knees
Heated breath escapes down her neck
His lips about to touch her beautiful breasts
Her hips grind under each heave of his chest
She squirms away
….it’s her turn for him to undress
His body, she’s aroused in her conquest
Heavenly hands, lips, & such
Superseding his dreams; so much
Firm but gentle she knows her touch
Pursuing more than not
Passion building beyond white hot
Two bodies yearning to be interlocked
TBC
to be continued…..
I, Rose, Amongst thorns 