Seduction With a Poem

As I stare hopelessly out the window I imagine the Joys of Love the sensusal feelin of her lips against mine and the entrapping smell of her perfume with a gentle touch from her hand I tingle and shake as if I am a tree being blown by a cool breeze and when she speaks her voice sounds as though it is the wind a seductive whisper blowing in my ear and her eyes are brighter than the stars with skin that seems as soft as the clouds she motivates me she is my Queen so I tell her to lay down so I can give her a Royal licking I am here to give her satisfaction and I am here to make her moan as my hands gently move down her back she elevates as if I startled her with a soft slow kiss to her ******** she moans with satisfaction and as I use my tongue as if it were a Tornado the loudness of her moaning begins to grow.