Peeking

             Love, your passion is feisty tonight. Telling me I see you peeking but you're not speaking. With a look in your pretty eyes like you go real good with honey. Right away I recognize and ask, if I were your desire to create a fantasy. Can I touch you in those special places that mostly get neglected? I'll work your gorgeous self gently, I promise. I won't tease you and believe me, this won't be a quickie. I'll handle all of it very slowly and to help us relax, I'll even bathe sexy you. Lightly oil you down, no towel needed. I'm missing all of your sweet spots and your body starts to get hot as you're the center of our desires. I feel I know what you've been missing. But it's your call, no pressure o.k. We can explore each other and between us we can move in any direction, in so many ways. I long for your acceptance, tenderness and your unmeasurable happiness. I don't talk beyond my limit, that's my word. With two smiles numbers exchange. I wink as sexy you blows a kiss back. It takes a minute for for you to blend into the crowdand I'm still peeking.


                                 Sir Lancelott