The Kiss (Let Me Touch U 4 Awhile.....)

           
           
“....I don't hardly know you,            
but I'd be willin' to show you,            
I know a way to make you smile!            
Let me touch you for awhile. “            
           
a room            
           
    is still a room            
white walls, seamless space            
two chairs, yours and mine            
beautiful smile 'pon alabaster face            
           
….and those jade eyes            
           
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Grande]thin spaghetti straps            
adorn her shoulders            
pale skin against peach chiffon            
full figured, shapely breast            
“she” shines, headlights turned on            
           
and those lips          
           
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Grande]wet and gleaming            
sparkling lucy pearl            
Kodachrome shades the moment        
           
set to rock my world            
           
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Grande]thighs gently parted            
a bold fragrance, sans naturelle perfume,            
you and I darlin'            
“slow dancin' in a burning room”            
           
[font=Times New Roman]“….squeezing my thighs            
eased into euphoric clitoral ache            
moving me to “master” bate            
quickly reaching orgasmic state”          
           
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Grande]how her lips turn me on.......            
           
“....Just let me whisper things,            
You've never heard before.            
Just let me touch you, baby.            
Just let me touch you for awhile.”            
           
[font=Lucida Sans Unicode,Lucida Grande]down upon bended knee            
a king seldom bows before            
a queen and yet.....            
           
….I bow down to her majesty           
and she wraps her legs around my shoulders            
and my hard *desperation*            
growing harder,             
feeling ever bolder            
           
warm breath gently blows            
across her prickly rouge lips            
dew rushes her intimate flesh            
denim skirt rides high 'pon            
my queens wide hips            
           
and her tender arse            
finds the grasp of my hands            
fingers stroke the insides            
of moist, fleshy thighs......            
           
…..her moon set in orbit at my command            
           
“...wanna' be the Irish Creme to your dark chocolate , lover            
make me a righteous woman underneath the covers”          
           
and I bring to her            
the “kiss of life”            
in each languished lick            
my tongue flicks            
suck and kiss
up  
and  
down            
her wet slit........euphoria,            
indescribable bliss            
           
Let me touch you for awhile......          
           
           
           
( credit due my guest who lent creative license to this strawberry letter, Alison Krause, "Let Me Touch You For Awhile",  John Mayer, "Slow Dancin' in a Burnin' Room", Sade, "Kiss Of Life", and Luther VanDross, "A House Is Not A Home")   for Jen    : )