~ Wanton Wanderings ~

Nestled into the inviting arch of his back,
highly awakened peaks of rose
crest and descend
as my heart sings in rampant verse
Roving the width of his rugged canvas, confessions of ardor
trace atop his chest and heaving lungs,
moist lashes also licking pheremones
from the salt of him
while goosebumps blanket his flesh.
Scarlet heat consumes me
when I eagerly unbotton and unzip
then search for rigid need..
reducing sensitive nerves to insatiable coals when his undeniable hunger
q u i v e r s  in my impetuous grasp..

.... little wanton butterflies
also s c a t t e r i n g  within my recesses
as I search the compass of my wanderlust
for further discoveries.