Your eyes widen.
Pleased with the display
of passions
in moist pearls of
PINK.
Silent suggestions
seap through the pores of airwaves
whispering
TOUCH.
Tracing lips with my fingers,
the body shudders
with internal vision
sharpened senses
remembering
the feel of firm flesh fondled in falacio.
TOUCH
The thought of
tease through taste is tantilizing.
Savoring in sips…
TOUCH
YOURSELF
Thank you.
By invitation,
you stroke your body.
Carob colored skin
Bronzed chocolate
Slowly simmering
in
virtual reality
The warmth of aqueous caverns
awaits the gift of your presence
Two pairs of pouting lips
engulfing the poised tool
of my deflowering
in the perception of pleasure.
WAITING…
©MIKALISSE 2011