Wave Upon Wave

Laying down, laying down,    
my hand reaches below.      
Touching myself,      
my mind quickly fills      
with fantasies of you.      
Of the way your strong hands      
glide over my body      
sending ripples of electricity all over.      
Your mouth, and tongue,      
kissing my breasts,  
gently like waves lapping on the shore,      
while you explore my body    
with a hunger that I can feel deep inside.  
Savoring every inch, which causes moans      
to break free from my mouth      
making my attempt not to be hard      
all in vain. I return to the present,    
my fingers rub with greater intensity      
as the warmth starts to build inside me.      
My breathing starts to labor,      
my back arching in response,      
my legs tremble,      
my fingers push inside,  
surprised by the wetness.      
I beg for the tension to end,      
finally feeling the release,      
wave upon wave of it      
causing my body to shudder      
until I’m as still as the night.      
I lament, wishing it were your hands      
that brought this feeling out of me.