Lover

Listening intently
As my lips escort my tongue
Along the subtle indents
Intersecting hips and belly,
Hoping to evoke
A sense of foreplay
Within the foreplay;

Privy to so many of her
Gentle secrets and
Unspoken longings,
She is still robed in mystery
That I expect I’ll never
Fully undress;

But she is as gracious
As she is lovely,
My guide in the practice of love,
My master of pleasure
From whom I must glean
All that I may,
In hopes of baptizing her in it
Tenfold