Drip.......Drip.......Drip.......

Bright morning sunshine floods through the bedroom window.        
I wake early, still so flushed with a passion for you.  
I burn.     
Shadows and light dance upon her naked form. Those plants I placed... just so.      
         
She sleeps, not knowing the sensual sight I see before me.    
Her scent, wraps around vortexes, such a heady mix...    
       
This morning, my dream lover...    
       
I pour chilled oil into the palm of my hand, cup it, observe its surface glisten.      
Like spreading seed to compost, I shape my hand... just so.        
Hovering over the heat of that body that I so adore, my libation begins.       
       
Drip....... That first spot of oil, placed on the middle of her chest. I watch it slowly land on her skin.        
       
Drip....... Another just inches below.        
       
Drip....... The next falls softly...silently on a brown nipple, it shines.    
       
Drip....... Then the other.        
Does she wake? I seek out her closed eyes, just the movement of her lashes.        
       
Drip....... On to her lower chest the oil readily slides down her.  
I watch it intently.        
       
Drip....... Another lands on the softness of her tender belly.        
Streaks of oil start to glide down her form. I, chasing them with cold, teasing, soft blows from my lips.  
Her skin tightens, I see it happen...  
       
I see her chest rise, those so sensitive nipples begin to tighten.        
Such an Erotic sight.        
       
Drip....... Beautiful, her pussy mound is next to feel.    
Cold it shocks, yet her heat melts.
       
Drip....... My hand steady and assured. The next lands on her hood.        
It engulfs that hot spot.        
       
Drip....... I watch as it flow down those soft folds of the labia.        
Then that stunning moment. Her pelvis gently lifts.      
She is starting to awaken.        
       
Drip....... More oil on that beautiful flower, it glistens and flushes with passion.      
The lips of her mouth part, I hear her take in a breath of air.        
My fingers trace her beautiful body and goose bumps flash over her, like a fire.      
       
Her eyes begin to flutter. My eyes explore flushed lips.
 
I have to taste her sensual mouth with mine.        
       
Arms enfold me. One hand teases the back of my neck the other traces my shoulder, I feel nails apon me as she pulls me to her.    
       
"Yes my dream lover we wake once more, together"...  
 
For my Muse...