Reflections: White Scorpion

will you stand behind me and

with your arms, pull my

body back to yours;

flesh against flesh

hand squeezing my breasts

recklessly moving down my torso

feeling my hair and excitement build

and subside with your touch;

will you stand before me and

with your arms pull my
body forward into yours;
flesh against flesh
your breasts against mine
our hands exploring the roundness
behind where we connect the best,
mound against mound,
wetness trickling, tickling down;

Will you bite me, kiss me, suck me

tease me with your feelings eternally,
softness against roughness
light against dark
opposites inside and out
random convulsions peak,
we tenderly soothe and carress,
legs snake in between each other's legs
pulling tighter . . .  as tight as we can . . .
but without complete knowledge
we can only desire what is there,
sealed and delivered without despair . . .




will you stay around me . . .

do you dare?

December 2010