Sensing her vibe….across the lines that
Transmit the link between woman and man
11:53 on a Thursday night
& I find myself recalling her question-
Are you feeling it yet?…
‘Feeling what?’…was my naïve reply,
But I knew that she meant-
the deep burning…fire everlasting…transforms into a
yearning, for her taste, touch, feel, smell,
soft lips devouring my skin,
broken cries escaping her throat,
as her hands guide mine, down to her thighs,
not just for my pleasure, but because she needed to
stroke rub caress me in(to her) so on nights when we’re apart
she could feel my presence still
I close my eyes….or do they close themselves…and hear
Baby…Are you feeling it yet?
& to myself (because she’s long gone), I say
yes I feel it…wish I could relive it….take her back
to the time, when I held her from behind,
her warm body against my chest, kissing her shoulders softly,
my hands massage her breasts….Oooh, to hear her sweet voice
moaning loud and solidly, unwavering,
savoring the feel of my lips against her neck,
transporting mind and soul into our bodily unification,
1+1 becoming 1
and not only just to please her,
but more because I needed to
feel taste breathe her in(to me), so on nights when we’re separated,
it can easily be stated that
Right now, I’m feeling it…
And **** it feels good
(Again?)
Are you feeling it yet?… Baby…Are you feeling it yet? Right now, I’m feeling it… ****
Transmit the link between woman and man
11:53 on a Thursday night
& I find myself recalling her question-
Are you feeling it yet?…
‘Feeling what?’…was my naïve reply,
But I knew that she meant-
the deep burning…fire everlasting…transforms into a
yearning, for her taste, touch, feel, smell,
soft lips devouring my skin,
broken cries escaping her throat,
as her hands guide mine, down to her thighs,
not just for my pleasure, but because she needed to
stroke rub caress me in(to her) so on nights when we’re apart
she could feel my presence still
I close my eyes….or do they close themselves…and hear
Baby…Are you feeling it yet?
& to myself (because she’s long gone), I say
yes I feel it…wish I could relive it….take her back
to the time, when I held her from behind,
her warm body against my chest, kissing her shoulders softly,
my hands massage her breasts….Oooh, to hear her sweet voice
moaning loud and solidly, unwavering,
savoring the feel of my lips against her neck,
transporting mind and soul into our bodily unification,
1+1 becoming 1
and not only just to please her,
but more because I needed to
feel taste breathe her in(to me), so on nights when we’re separated,
it can easily be stated that
Right now, I’m feeling it…
And **** it feels good
(Again?)
Are you feeling it yet?… Baby…Are you feeling it yet? Right now, I’m feeling it… ****