Let Me Lead You, My Love

Take my hand and let me lead you Let your strong hand be pliant In my soft and tiny one Let me lead you Enjoy the journey Knowing my heart is a true compass The map to my hidden treasure clear Be trusting as a child I will protect your heart from all harms Darling, let me lead My steps are sure and light We soon break upon the sight An enclosed bit of paradise Beside the bubbling brook of my dreams Is a sheltered nook I lead you to lie down And rest your head in my pillowy lap My hand caresses your face My lips plant little kisses on your forehead And murmur sweet nothings in your ear I feel your body relax As I sing my love songs to you Under the weeping willow tree Of my fantasy world I let you sleep Knowing you need rest Before you can experience All I have in store for you And while you’re away from me In your enchanted “dream within a dream” I let the wind teach me the art of caressing The sun how to warm a body The stream how to flow with pleasure The flowers how to give nectar sweet And the clouds how to tease I learn while you sleep You start to stir Nimbly, my fingers undo The upper portion of my dress Eager to bare My womanly charms Underneath which beats A heart wanting to please I then lean over you Brushing my lips against yours You respond with warmth On the verge of awakening Your eyes flutter open Take in my half naked form You lower me down to you And turn to lean over me My face looks up to the azure sky I look at a lone eagle soaring high And I smile, knowing Our love is about to take flight But….I am not being touched I look up at your face And I quickly draw in my breath For your eyes are hungry travelers Taking in every curve and peak Your pent up passion Needing permission to touch I reach out to you My hand finds yours and guides it To what your eyes admire And with a sigh, I reach up And drawn your head down So you can savor me As the eagle circles overhead Circling and circling Watching you Feed And now I let you lead You undress the remaining piece That keeps you from full possession I am pliant in your hands As each sensation You orchestrate Trembles through me Drawing from my lips That which assures you The music is about to crescendo To your grand finale I close my eyes To keep back ecstacy's tears For I am loved as only one can be In dreams We later bathe in the stream We bask in the sun You help me dress And you give me your hand As with the kiss of a breath, you whisper, “Lead me, my love, lead me.” Eileen M