black tee

ah to see what is under that black tee...
oh i wonder i think i dream
oh a peek, just to see...
you taunt me...as every other eye...
they too...wonder, i sigh.
to hold you in the palm of my hand.
wrapping my fingers, as not...
to lose a grain of sand
cupped
the shadow in that dark.
let me look...
see if you are in there, giving off sparks.
like a tiny faery, the flutter of your wings
giving off blue dust,
reflecting,
oh i have to look.
what hides behind that tight fitting tee...
oh i see the curves…each and every one
to trace, the image that keeping in my mind.
in the moon light...the roughness of my hands.
along your lines
sublime,
the nature of the unreal
but fate as it seals...
my words ramble on an on...
no sense do they make...
i think...
to have you lay with your legs...spread.
the pink....open it, show me.
as the gleam of light catches the wet...
i would dip my tongue..
and massage you...
massage your clit...
lay back, let me taste...
slide a finger in..
take a taste...
tell me of the sweet...
tell me of your release...
tell me how it soon it will come...
show me...with the warmth of your cum