on the couch you lay
on your stomach,
arms stretched out above your head
bent at the elbow towards each other,
hands clasp the wrists
on which your head rests,
facing to the left and away
a blindfold covers your eyes;
your nude body shines
from the dim lights,
curtains drawn,
seductive music enshrines
your wickedness,soft and gentle fingers
trace down your spine,
gliding and caressing
over the smooth roundness,
to your slightly parted thighs,
quivering sligntly as
my fingers move
ever so slightly around,
and down to
where your knees bend,
then return to the
crease which separates
the two lucious mounds;
hips arch upwards
anticipating and
inviting more . . .
November 12, 2010
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