hips at a slow roll,  makes me want to sell my soul

to the devil, eyes of a rebel

 

the way she moves in motion as

 

a whole

 

never a word

 

just a gentle song, I continued

 

to observe

 

the twitching of my nerves

 

feeling the grow of my blood flow

 

my tongue is ready to go

 

to take you in different dimensions

 

in the center of the room, my undivided attention

 

killed my previous state of tension

 

such an attraction, curing my mental satisfaction

 

quite a show, she has a shine

 

that sparkle and glow, so brilliantly fine

 

a reflector off my mirror

 

as I patiently await, the time draws nearer

 

I'm like fireworks waiting to explode, there's magic in the air

 

she's nearly exposed

 

she proceeds forward in quiet steps

 

with every step made she took my breath

 

she approached the bed in a slow glide

 

feeling's indescribable, many emotions inside

 

swapping soft touches

 

handicaps my heart, leaving it in crutches

 

hormones at a drum roll, ectasy begins it's toll

 

firery passion in romantically fashion

 

eyes so warm, a class act with charm

 

stacked and equipped, so seductive

 

rolling her tongue around her lips

 

with mine already in action, my face begins to swim

 

satisfied with her satisfaction

 

legs wrapped around my head, as she sits at the head

 

of the bed

 

with nothing being said, circiling every hair and thread

 

working her over to her stomach as spill into the back oils

 

as I slide tender into the ginger

 

slow strokes into her waterfall slopes

 

my tongue in her ear while her rear is in a grope

 

candles begin to flicker and seem to remain steady

 

the smell of cherry and wicker

 

it's after hours already