You Tempt Me

You tempt me As I sense your presence by my side The whisper of your flowing silken dress A whiff of fragrant jasmine scent. You tempt me With each flicker of your doe-brown eyes Shadowed in lilac hues and full dark lashes A smile, partly concealed on pouting lips. You tempt me With curvaceous waves of long black hair Cascading by glowing peach-rose cheeks Rising, falling on your breast with every breath. You tempt me As you stand against the evening light The Aphrodite of my dreams and fantasies Seductive, alluring and desirable. I temp you As gently I pull back my straying hair Nestled on the fullness of my breast Exposing what your famished eyes are feasting on. I tempt you In silent expectation my body glows With purpose of fulfilment I slowly make my way to you My haloed shadow dances on your rigid form. I tempt you Breathless, you lean against the wall My desires surging at this sign of weakness Within inches of your body, I languidly pause. I tempt you Sensuously, at satin ribbons my fingers pull Until my struggling gown hesitantly quivers Before it glides and gathers at my feet. I tempt you Grounded by wanton cravings, I look you in the eyes I simply smoulder there within your reach The final vestige of abstinence still lingers in the air. I tempt you Then I lean in, my breath is warm upon your check Against your heaving chest my breasts now brush I breathe and whisper softly “Come to me.” I tempt you Inveigled in this rare moment, my heart bursts As you crush my body tightly against yours You taste the temptress kiss that frees your needs. I tempt you For my heart has long been tempted By strong unquenched desires For you. A Repost of a collaboration with Paul Callus