My mind’s eye sees your majesty. The glorious, the superb, the marvelous, And the million other adjectives describing your presence. I’m there reveling in it.
The slit in her dress made me want to trace down it with my finger—the exotic print and her lovely figure so inviting. Her angelic face and demeanor hinted as much as the edge of my sinewy flesh brushed along the white lace of her evening wear. I began to listen to her softly sighing in the still room as her back started to arch. Our bodies are drawn into an infiniteembrace. Wild, feverish fumblings in that moment hastily demanded a connection, one with an intense pitch.
Her husband’s insistent knock on the bathroom door sadly interrupted our desires.
the sight of you
invites fantasy
the thoughts in my head
get slick
with anticipation
the moisture
in my mouth
in between my legs
fills in
drips out
my whole body
begins to
liquify
with the thought of you
covering
every
wet
inch
of
me
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