~WORDS~
Words drip like wine from silken lips
And pour onto heaving naked breast
Whispers like an Autumn breeze
Brush past my cheek bringing scents of passion borne
Heart beating its furious rhythm as these words pass
Etching pictures of you and I
Embracing a forbidden passion so divine
Soft moans as words fall with visions strong
Deep growling voice flush with emotion
Keeps pace with breathless sighs
Like torture you keep your voice sublime
Never failing as you fill heart, body and mind
Senses turn to overload mind and body disconnect
Overwhelming images force me to abate a cry
The need to bite on quivering lip
And feel the blood course from exquisite wound....
Indeed your work is done |