Passion
Passion
Anticipation..
Arriving home, you notice the rose petals scattered lightly about the front hall.
The house is dark,
Save the warm, yet dim, glow of candles.
Incense fills the air, and your senses sharpen
Taking in the scents..
Immediately you move to your bedroom,
But find it empty.
Only the sound of soft music greets you.
In the bathroom, you hear the shower running.
There’s no one in it.
Taking the hint, you disrobe and bathe yourself in the warm water.
Upon finishing, you wrap yourself in a big, soft towel, and saunter back to the bedroom.
Your company is waiting for you.
I lie on your bed, clad merely in my jeans, pretending to be asleep.
Hearing you smile is enough to wake me.
Without a sound, your towel drops to the floor.
My eyes invite you to come closer.
As you lay beside me, I lean towards you
And catch you in a loving embrace.
Our souls touch as I kiss you.
Standing, I can see the lust in your eyes.
You want me.. I want you.
Slowly, playfully, I slip out of my jeans.
We embrace again, and my hands play delicately across your silken skin.
Our tongues dance as our bodies intertwine..
Closer, closer.
I break our kiss and gaze deep into your eyes.
I move casually down your body, caressing your skin with my lips and tongue.
I stop at your breasts to tease each nipple mischievously with my tongue.
Gradually, I reach your charms.
Taking in your wondrous scent,
I lick at the entrance to your body.
You shiver with rapture as I continue to work at your soft tenderness, lapping up your juices.
Only once you’ve reach your peak do I cease.
Stroking your body, I move upward, aligning my body to yours.
As I meet you face to face, I kiss you once again.
Slowly, gently, I enter you.. Connecting our bodies.
You gasp with pleasure.
We are one.
After an instantaneous eternity inside of you, I move back.. and forward again.
Your hips and breath match my every move.
The rhythm of our love is enchanting, hypnotizing.
Seconds melt to minutes..
Minutes dissolve into hours.
Again and again you reach new hieghts.
With every shivering climax of your pleasure,
I can feel your sweet muscles massaging me.
Your body begins to grow numb with ecstasy.
You cannot move.
The words “I love you” echo in your ears as you peacefully drift into blissful slumber.
When you awake to the warm sunlight slinking sweetly into the room,
You find yourself alone.
The only evidence you were not dreaming,
Is a single red rose lying on your pillow.
Attached is a simple note tied in a red ribbon..
“Thank you, my love.”
