The power of words

Words, carefully crafted, designed to please

Ebbing and flowing like a warm summer’s breeze

The gaze of your eyes and mine, held slightly too long

The toss of your hair as you hear our song

And look at me again, lips slightly apart

As I feel a quickening in my breath and in my heart

Your touch on my arm feels electric again – impulses sent from my nerves to my brain

You turn me on with such ease,

Words ebbing and flowing like a warm summer’s breeze

A fever, a flush, a warmth in the air

This feeling you give me, amazing and rare

As you describe, in detail, what you’ll do to me

When we finally allow our passion to be

I feel your breasts brush my shoulder as you lean over me

And whisper in my ear ‘wait and see’

You run your tongue across your teeth and bite down on your lip

I’m wet and I’m hungry for you, ready to tip

Over the edge as you continue the tease

Words ebbing and flowing like that warm summer’s breeze

You take my hand and lead me out of the room

I want you and it can’t happen too soon

Soft lips kiss down my neck to my chest

I close my eyes and can’t help imagine the rest…

Your fingers caress and tickle and tease, Words ebbing and flowing like that warm summer’s breeze

You touch me everywhere and yet seem to miss

The place I’ve been longing for you to kiss

My desire is obvious – clear and keen,

But you pretend it cannot be seen

Finally, your lips meet with mine

We kiss and it is oh so fine…

As your fingers fill me, gentle and slow

I try to wait but can’t help letting go

Your breath on my neck, your lips on my shoulder

My need for you growing bolder and bolder

This is how you perform your tease,

Words ebbing and flowing in the warm summer’s breeze

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