With a lovers touch she greets me into the night.
A supple heart to rests my head from the days exhaustion.
A whispered kiss to easy my troubled soul.
I welcome her envelopment into this night for sleep comes so rarely to my side.
The gentle trace of her hips, soft under a rough of my hand.
The wet of desire wanten as my fingers find there way to your passions fire.
Whispered kisses fall upon eager lips
As tongues dance to a rhythm of a lovers heart.
Gentle sighs turn to breathless stutters and thrusting hips as sweet surrender calls your name.
Such a good girl….
Oh how I’ve missed the taste of your desire.
Always and forevermore….