He is near
Breath whispering
Words caressing
Fingertips gliding across my flesh
Like water rolling down my thighs
Lips linger in conspicuous places
Expressive… suggestive
Assertive… attentive
Insinuating the unspoken
With flesh upon flesh
And lust upon lust
Vanquishing my tepid defenses
Composing a bodily reaction
Pulling me into seduction
Bringing me to aroused oblivion
©2011 Enchanted Zaftig
Is it hot in here or is it just me? … damn!