sinsual

 
dualing with fire I dance
trepidation daring her darkness
slightly slighted the nakedness within

greeting the night my lips moisten tip
and I dip deeper still
caressing the words they rise

speaking metaphors of lust
sliding up the thighs and penetrating thought
seeking the attention of none
affections given are felt on naked skin

titilating seduction inside the solemn need
it punishes then rewards my outward display
hard with intent my breasts peak
my tenderness round and requesting your touch
to quench and sate

gyrating hips quake
seducing specters I await
the softly spoken crave of a lamented soul

empting my greed onto you
sweet, heavy cream