lostpoet

4 Nitika
Unconquered beauty
my mind has slaved my body to you
as I gaze into your eyes, my lips dream
of your soft lips, and my hand beg
to he hold you.

My skin, warm to the touch
Presses itself against your
Silken body,

I run my fingers down your back
A journey of ecstasy and desire
Fill the room with my exploration

I hear you breathe and quiver
As I kiss your neck

Eternally locked in mind
We are prisoners of fantasy
But, your lips I shall never forget