Touch Me

Knees bent
The lunge backward is made
Shoulders blades creep to the top
As mangled tresses reach the pillow
They follow going side to side
Slithering and wriggling
In nakedness' delight
Cool sheets against warmth of body
White in contrast to skin
Outstretched arms and legs
Open and vulnerable
Shackles envisioned
Existing for the moment
This pleasurable moment
Soft is now hard
Dry is now wet
Anticipation building
Hips in gyration
Tossing but not turning
Oh the need to be touched
Tease!!!!
Do tease
Make it last
Make me beg
Leather against skin
Drawn up between
Mouth open
Gasps of delight
Where do I begin - 4/24/06