There is nothing more beautiful,
Or quite simply divine,
As the touch of your body,
When it’s held against mine.
Scent mixed with longing,
As the candlelight fades,
The glow of your smile,
In it’s most glorious shades.
The arch in my body,
As the spasms rage through,
My pants slide right off me,
As my bra you undo.
Not a word you do whisper,
Instead like the night,
You come crawling over me,
What an orgasmic sight.
I’m absorbed in your teasing,
As our lips slightly touch,
You stop when I’m aching,
But you know as much.
Your smile so devious,
And as ecstasy fills,
You’re my sexual saviour,
With the ultimate thrills.
Chelsea Hansford
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sexual-fantasy/
