Through a symphony of moaning, your body tells me of its longing.
I am passionate in my approach and intent in my listening.
To please you, is more than just mere expressions of the physical;
It is primal passion, long lasting, mixed with something ethereal.
I immerse myself in you, after a red sky fades into the night
And the color of the sky becomes midnight blue.
You hold onto me, tightly, shuddering uncontrollably,
Unable to express to me what you feel, verbally, but I know; baby, I know.
I must venture deeper to capture the raw essence of your primal heart;
I want you to tell me the secrets of your erotic desires, as if we were long distance lovers.
Whisper to me, not what I want to hear, but the things you’ve wanted to try for years.
Our intimacy started when I kissed your neck and shoulders, as you let down your hair.
The beauty of your aura must be appreciated, so I step back and stare;
With sensual eyes, I step back and stare.
I close my eyes to savor the moment, and when they are again opened, a goddess is there.
A beautiful goddess, with long flowing waterfalls for hair, is standing there.