Delicious Surrender

Anticipation drips from her painted lips,
like rain water from silken petals;
A taste of heady lust covers the heart in cosmic dust,
And my body grows more unsettled.

Flesh softly trembles as feelings assemble,
like tiny leaves coaxingly blown;
Fingers raking at skin to the music within,
Harmonized with gentle, aching moans.

Desperate passion blinds our swimming minds,
a satin blindfold to youthful eyes;
Hips begin rocking with legs slowly locking,
My resolve has met its demise.

Possessed she claims me, her desire tames me,
Unraveling into tender folds of bliss;
Her back is arching, our voices are parching,
What a delicious surrender is this.