Foxy Fantasies and Poetic Dreams

A fragrant bath, and longing thoughts, Were on my mind all day.
The vision of a dream come true,
That truly wants to play.

With candles lit and glowing bright, I gently touch your side.
You shudder with the thought of what,
We can no longer hide.

My lips are no longer mine,
They're yours, and yours alone,
To do with what you want, and more,
You only need to moan.

I trace a line from neck to breast,
Then back again, and then,
I guess I'm more a lover, now,
And more than just a friend.

Your eyes are closed, and yet can see, The way to heaven's door.
Your breathing comes in gasps, and sighs, As you hope for even more.

And then I start to take you back,
To where you want to go.
It's up to you, to guide me too,
These things I need to know.

A shudder, then a moan, a sigh,
Your hands reach for my head.
Then heaven opens up its doors,
As you strain against the bed.

The moment seems to linger,
But too quickly, it is gone,
To steal away your sanity,
And then to travel on.