Summer times gentle breeze; the sounding of the stores
French doors tubular bells; stilling my breath, her sight..
Flowing dark hair painted, almond eyes raspberry lips
Pearls in cream, her pure white skin; mesmerizing as
She passed by, upon her way unto the lingerie; satin
Velvet rose boutique; perfect her beautiful physique
Lovely, her ample breast; noticing she was searching
Through the brassieres, I made my way over as to ask
If she needed help finding something ? My heart racing
While suddenly she said, how pretty I was, and if I could
Choose for her what she should buy or, what looked best..
Slipping from her dress, my senses overcome as I locked
The changing rooms door; knowing then when she smiled
That she as myself we both, wanted much more; gliding
Her fingers through my hair, her breath upon my lips her
Taste within my mouth; sweet the ecstasy, as removing
My clothes slowly to the carpet we lay spreading my silk
Thighs her warm soft hands, while I sought the sky; sigh
Vanilla scent, perfumed cries butterfly kisses, pink delight..
Moist the petals arching her hips, sliding my tongue, deeply
Into her beauty's love; clutching, squeezing, swirling; flowing.