Creating Music

Creating Music

Quietly talking over a candlelit dinner
We move closer to each other.

Placing the palm of my hand
On the side of your lovely face
I can see the gift of love
Reflected by every smile of you.

If only you could read my thoughts;
You would know that your love for me makes all the difference
And makes me want to give all of myself to you.

Reaching over and quenching your beautiful kissing thirsty lips
I thought, “Oh how I love the taste of you!”
And your mouth replied,
“It's time to stop time,
And get lost in each other’s
Passionate feelings.”

Face to face your mouth slides
Onto my parted lips
And gently, your tongue enters in
As it travels around my imagination
Creating music that dances inside me.

You kiss my neck and as I explore your breasts,
You say, “Kiss my girls!”
Obediently kissing, and tastefully sucking,
They talk to me with hardened tips
And say, yes, and oh yes.

Taking my hand, you lead me to the bedroom,
Where you fall on the bed
And lift your hips
So I can peel off your pants.

Opening your legs, and parting your labia
You show me your great beauty
So my tongue could slide in
And make you cry out with pleasure.

But nothing pleases me more
Than when you have a satisfied smile on your face
And rest your head upon my chest.

It’s amazing what merely being next to you does to me
As if we were two passions in the same embrace.