Flesh

Deftly my fingers unclasp your bra
Falling to the floor silently besides your panties
You make your way into my arms
Your heartbeat is pounding rapidly through your chest
And for the first time I feel your skin
Hot against my own burning flesh
Nothing before could have prepared me for this
How wonderful you would feel this evening
I’m already lost in the memory of how special this will be
And we haven’t even kissed yet, but I know
I know how you will taste just by the way you smell
Your scent leaves me filled with a hunger
That will only be quenched when I’m home again
Deep inside the sanctuary of your sweet flesh.

Jéan-Pierre, Dean
7-27-06
11:17 pm
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