Black Silk

Black silk.
Oh, the warmth as it enters the body.
Opening the mind,
as thoughts entwine,
making its way through,
so pure and smooth.

So seductive as it lays thy lace,
seeping into places that could never be traced.
Black silk,
it makes me feel alive.
Enticing thee soul,
with a tense shock of ecstasy,
from its' bite.

There has never been another,
no not none that could compare.
To the sweet-bold essence,
from another dose of black silks' presence.

These addictive sensations,
that leave me in spinning animation.
Who would have thought,
that a cup of coffee,
could provide such indulging elevations....