The lips that meet with mine,
sweet hair of shiny red.
In a moment of words, no hesitation,
The lust that leads to bed.

A sensuous dance,
beating to our own time.
Slow in seductive tempo,
I'm wanting it to be mine.

Come closer with your body,
your head upon my breast.
Heightened senses of this moment,
My tongue will give you the best.

A surprise you were,
your smile is my trance.
Your a*s to my hips,
This seductive slow dance.

My hand finds mercy
beneath your clothes,
It's not my heart, but the
music that slows.

My mind to speak
of a future time,
when our bodies will meet,
such desire is mine.

A long kiss goodnight,
my hand strokes your face.
Until lust is answered,
in a private, tantric space.

Feminine fancies,
body for my hands,
I wait to go down on you,
give and take, few demands.

Beautiful woman,
so small in my arms,
and like a snake dancing,
I fall to your charms.


2004 sbhenderson.

This one didn't have that one line. I liked it all the same. Right on. love love love. burn

[COLOR=red] i also love this poem . You are a good writer . I want you to read some of poems one day and tell me what you think.