Adorn My Body with Your Words - Written With My Good Friend, Trillium

Watching you write            
Your beauty I behold          
Total concentration shaping letters with your inked brush            
Stroke by stroke            
Perfect            
Elegant            
Beautiful            
Binding your words to paper            
Ink bottle and sable brush in hand            
You turn your attention to me            
I want to feel delicate hairlines            
Barely perceptible, tickling            
Forceful downstrokes, fanning over my skin            
What words will you adorn me with?                            
                           
Your wrist as my canvas                            
I will mark you with my name                            
Scribing the depth of my desires                            
Bold letters for you to remember                            
That we are bound by love                            
Enslaved by rapture                          
                         
Your adoration        
Hidden under shirt sleeves            
Remembrance of the caress of your brush            
Choose the next canvas upon which to scribe your desires    
                     
Your shoulder as my slate                            
Hungry lines searing flesh                            
Branding you                            
Where my lips will follow                         
                           
Let me gaze upon you            
As I drink in the sight of red lace            
Barely concealing            
What is the next canvas you will mark with the ink of your desire?                      
                           
My brush moves to your thigh                            
Sinking pleasure into your skin                            
My affection for you is transferred                                 
What are your wishes my love?                  
                           
Slowly           
Dip your delicate fingers into the inkwell of your arousal            
Fingers drawing slick ink from your body        
Teasing, enjoying            
Watch me harden            
As you place a teasing flick of punctuation across the tip            
Trace your invisible words with fingers, hungry tongue and mouth            
Turn me into a creature of carnality            
Presenting yourself to me on your back            
An open invitation            
I pull your hips to mine            
Grinding, straining, pushing deeper            
Hands grasping            
Bodies tensing as we reach the peak of lust’s convulsing