Witness the fitness,
The arch in the back,
The curves of the breast,
Carved nape of the neck,
The power in shoulders,
Control in the fingers,
Yet hands with the softness of angel harp ringers,
The eyes tell too much, and nothing at all,
Revealing the feel, unmasking us all,
From atop the soft brow flows existence itself,
Cascading in curls and baiting your breath,
The flesh meshes silk and smoothness of pearls,
Created in mind of an opposite world,
The breasts stand correct firm from the chest,
Each nipple so poised and proudly erect,
With perfection in shape joined to the base,
The flesh becomes warm come close to the waist,
With breath inhalation the stomach exposes,
The tone of the figure as admired unnoticed,
Two generous thighs carved firm from the race,
Create perfect attachment from calf to the waist,
And feet that stand firm planted in pride,
Reveal softness of petals when turned underside,
Miraculous creation spectacular flower,
Gods delicate creation, his finest of hours,
The figure stands tall, toward, than away.
Exposes flesh back and blissful array,
I begin to approach with subtle intent,
As breezes than carry the sense in her scent,
Standing so close without physical touch,
Tasting her life inhaling her lust,
Never turning to speak communicating in air,
Parting her hair just under her ear,
Exposing the flesh left unnoticed from afar,
Now sensing the softness once wondered upon,
The strength of my hands slide gently down flesh,
Locking fingers in fingers, till breath on her neck,
My whisper is planted just under her ear,
Ever so softly approaching relinquishing fear,
My moistness of lips just grazing the neckline,
Searching the pallet of nape to create on,
Her neck arches back resting on mine,
My lips gently slide moist flesh of the face,
Tasting the neck as beauty escapes,
My tongue travels lobes and traces the hair,
The song in her moan seduces my ear,
My teeth give not too gently a bite,
The taste of her flesh controls without fight,
Our hands unclasp and her thighs I caress,
With texture in touch I encounter her breasts,
Our bodies now face my hands and her chest,
Our eyes they first meet in frozen moments,
Her mouth becomes closer as eyes never close,
Surpassing my body she kisses my soul,
With sultry lips poised luscious and suckly,
Our tongues intertwine as we taste one and other,
With licking of chin my mouth next explored,
All that stood from her head to the floor,
Sliding my tongue through cleavage of chest,
Traces perfection in curves of the breast,
Teasing with tip soft nipples erect,
Wrapping my lips around tips of the breast,
Sucking with passion in sensual form,
Licking her body with tongue moist and warm,
Squeezing my head so close to her body,
Kissing her softly her stomach she warns me,
Not to think about ending this shortly,
Exploring in oral each crevice and curve,
Circles and spirals eliminate words,
To the top of her navel my lips softly dance,
Inhaling, her scent enters my trance,
The essence of life contained in her smell,
Could purify evil release it from hell,
Her taste I still savor as she lay down her face up,
This random field holds host to such bliss,
Surrounded by god and the creature he kissed,
Up over the waist and down passed her thigh,
Under her knee and up the inside,
Licking, tasting, caressing in time,
The flesh seldom sensed to touches of mine,
Her knees gently rest on top of my shoulders,
Fingers interlock she squeezes me closer,
My mouth enters heaven or what it might be like,
The sweetness of life left tasting from inside.