"Growls"

          
         
I could write details, where we met and when
recording in ink to prolong
swaying, soft and slow, hips like conjoined twins
dancing to her song
         
instead, I skip ahead
she lay on her side, kissing a finger
the Masters piece in bed
smiling, nude, lovely and tender
       
sliding in behind, greeting her with lips
pressed to milky shoulders and neck
I whisper low toned growls, sharing the script
searing, her smooth, wet nest
   
licking, biting, sucking her nape
leaving My dark red mark
filling, sighs airing, this is her escape
streaming, cascading tongue embarks
       
drooling, tracing her velvet spine
she rolls, face down, then on knees to prepare
as I enter, behind
gently, firmly, pulling long hair
     
she knows what's coming
rooted, growls in her mind
       
       
*December 22, 2014*