I am stirring
feeling your warmth
Strong arms
with protruding veins
Thick legs pressed
against the back of mine..
spooning
conjoined
in slumber
How sweet, the pain
as my inner woman wakens
throbs....
as a heart does
You breathe
Innocently, your lips
which I
crave
like sustenance
brush my neck
and I tremble...
mmmmnn
You lit me
like a match
My flame has started
and I press against you
guide your hands
to where my milk flows
biting my lip
softly moaning
a symphony
only you hear
No longer in hibernation
your touch
molds me
smolders me
makes me beg...
for more
and more.....
without a word
to me
I do as you say
Let you feast
on my goodness
'til I can no longer want
You take me to that place
where I am free
My femininity
released
my Inner Woman
again
sleeps...
jazzymoonchild, copyright @ April 2004