I Wonder . . .

I wonder what it would be like...
To touch you for the very first time.
To experience the weight of your body pressed over mine,
To feel the warmth of your flesh.
The heat of your carnal desires.
To feel the firmness of your breasts,
As they are heaving against my chest.

I wonder what it would feel like...
To make your senses tingle.
To envelop you in an embrace as our tongues mingle.
To kiss your neck, the lobe of your ear, your lips,
Your shoulder, stomach, and even your hips.
To run my fingers lightly, lovingly over your breasts,
every inch of your shapely, curvy body caressed.

I wonder what it would be like...
To make your passions rise.
To place a kiss deliberately on your inner thigh,
To eagerly wait at your gardens well manicured gate,
Pausing momentarily...preparing to infiltrate.
To breathe erotically over your flower so sweet,
To look up and have our hungry eyes meet.

I wonder what it would be like to breathe in your womanly perfume,
To taste your inviting flower fully in bloom,
To feel each move you make as pleasure sets in,
as passions rise and carnal desires begin.
To hear the primal moans you make,
To feel your body heave, shiver, and quake.

I wonder what it would be like to have our bodies entwined,
To move in an ancient rhythmic dance with perfect time.
To feel you womanly warmth envelop all of me,
To feel you breathe more quick and shallowly,
Probing the depths of your dew covered flower,
Making our lustful passions peak hour-after-hour.

Lying naked entangled, engulfed, entwined,
Seeing the passion burning in your eyes.
I wonder. . .
Do you share this passion and desire?