While deep in mind
only the damp taste of her skin
lips trace stirring gasps
silk tease of a neck so precious
as her shoulders open
now wanting more
while hands await a reach
and then flourish
the small of her back
soft kneading fingertips
knowing her center is near
yet a wanton tease
awaiting her own urgency
to now
now
to now
seek her wonder
there it is,
sweet sensuality
her beautiful soul.
© Scott F Savage 3/2022
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