Anna's Balm

 
Imagining the first communion of we.
When at last our shared passions can be free.
Savoring our tongues' sensual, sacred dance.
Swooning in the candle lit magic of our romance.
Feeling my manhood thicken at your tender touch.
Swimming in the mutual desire I've craved so much.
Mouth watering as lust-kissed panties slowly come down.
Stilling my rampant breath so I can't produce sound.
With outstretched arms your creamy love's offered wide.
Melting want's pain as your eyes invite me inside.