Groove of Things

Written by: Ty Price

Embrace me     my lover,
Let eager fingers identify your physical boundary,

Innocently caressing every curve leaving a surmounting temptation like no other,

Satisfying even those hidden pages tucked away in your precious diary,

Lovingly kissing such divine lips,
Every hand stroke encountering a quivering body,
While lustful hands clasp onto swinging hips,

Fair warning     it will be considerably rowdy.