| Satin Under Mystery One kiss from your lips then please call 911. Tho maybe fatal I�d take the chance. My head against your breast as I slide slowly down. A breath of spring I kiss one my arms hold on for life. Nuzzled in your bosom skin soft and moist. My hands grasp the contours and heavens gate appears. My lips hold a flavor I shan�t ere forget. Your face ever gentle, hair like silken threads. Could I but stroke your neck and whisper in your ear. A kiss upon a shoulder another at your throat. Trailing further down aroma sweet in taste. I�ll cover you in dew drops complete in every way. Soft and gentle are my fingertips. Caressing head to toe with my hands of gold. I�d take your goddess gown and lay away so neat. Straddle below your back, ripples smooth before my touch. Your back so now relaxed shoulders melting down. I see your smile content eyes closed to the side. Slipping further down a kiss upon your bottom. Tender flesh soft and warm I place another then some more. Supple like a babies glow beneath my trembling lips. Molding in my hands like an artist in his clay. Hands along the calves up and down in motions slow. Precious skin of beauty on the body of my queen. Legs long like a doe in flight bounding oer the fields. Graceful in her flow like a swan on silver water. I dare not turn you over my mind would explode. If all this I�ve found behind God help me I find more. The kisses I could place before if you faced me in time. Not a curve I would miss nor a contour or a line. My heart beats uncontrollable my breath in tortured gasps. My fingers tremble in the wake and hands fairly shake. I must leave or face my thoughts as slowly I walk away. Looking back at the beauty an angel in my mind. Laying on satin sheets I�ve left her perfect in every way. I hope to return sometime and fulfill our wishful dream. Vision Quest & The Masked Writer � 2002 T Lovett |
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