morning dew

  
the lusting rain fell on me
wetting my shirt so you could see
what you do to me
breasts perk up and awaken
by the pale dawn's light
 
you watched on as I dance in the mist
a pixie of the morn
delighting in her sexuality
swaying hips beckon you to me
 
you stare at me a Goddess before you
imperfectly beautiful
intoxicated by desire
you lay me down on the cool, lush grass
 
I smile while staring into your eyes
pink pleasure responds to your affections
first blush always turns you on
you massage sweet berried bliss
wet with need I ache
 
reaching for your hardness
I release you and giggle
I'm always surprised by my effect on you
you ease me atop your divining rod
pushing in deep, so deep as to touch the soul of me
 
I cry by first morning's dew  
the beauty of you never fails to move me
when climax finds us