Tasting Your Love

The overpowering sense of feeling deep inside where I want
to be with someone who can love and cherish only me. And suddenly
there you are. The feeling when my breath is taken away at
the sight of your black silk stockings sliding up your legs.
I feel the warmth of where they are wanting me to go, the hot
spot where I want to touch and feel your deepest emotion
and make you explode as I carefuly touch the most sensitive
spot, that spot that feels so strange, yet when I touch it
you get tense, you close your legs around me, your muscles
get tense, the tightnest of you closes in on me, I feel that
you are gone, on another planet, your face looks so far away,
yet your smile gives you away to the present, to the feeling
that is raging through your body, closing off your mind
and sending every little feeling on each part of your skin,
tingling, hot, wanting to explode, letting go, being free,
jumping off a building, laying in the field of white daisies,
with floating puffy clouds and bright blue sky sliding
all around as your skin sucks in the emotion and feeling.
You open your eyes and look up at me, a sly smile of content
mirrors across your wet lips. Your eyes hold a mischieveous
glint of your conquest, the conquest of enraptured love,
of getting the fullfillment and rapture that you long for
when you dream deep into the night when no one is there, but
now it just happened, you just had the heavy feeling of a
warm hard body on top of you, pushing you into the safe place,
where it feels good, where the feeling feels so good, where
the feeling overpowers all reason, where the feeling takes
control and lets you to let go, to open your legs, to let the
heavy and the hard slide deep inside, to touch you where
you want to be touched, to put pressure in the right place,
yes, there, that is the place, where I dont understand,
where it just feels good, where it makes me not to care, where
I can let go, and yet then I explode, and really just scream
and throw all my weight up and out, and take it in, and feel
so so so good and all my thoughts are gone, and my muscles
are so tense and kind of shaking, and the wet on my skin even
feels like it is there to be taken in on the touch of my tongue.

And I do, and it tastes so good, the taste of your love.

 

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