The Encounter

I want to be between your warmth giving thighs, As i slide up, tingling sensations, dazzling highs. Your back arches and your piercing eyes give a sultry gaze, Pinning me to the spot, immersed and lost in your maze. Our bodies glide and then fuze in such an erotic way, Senses heightened, words are lost, both of us nothing to say. Soft moans are released from your now pursed lips, The motions of your body, pulse through me striking at the tip. Sweat drips down and we are both now in ecstasy, laying drained, weak, our minds locked in fantasy. As i stand, look back and begin to dress, Im helpless, drawn back to you for one last soft caress.