Where
does your mind go…
Between pauses of my prowling fingers
Slowly,
Tenderly,
Kneading mounds of your delicate skin,
Traced with the softest of lingering kisses
Teased with passion
Awaiting elation.
Between hot breaths of lust filled sighs
Under the cloak of folded eyes
You quiver
Shuddering with desire for more.
The crashing of musical crescendo
Paints the background
The perfect replica of your racing heart.
Clouded is your mind
Tormented by waves of shuffling thoughts
Of needs and wants
Of right and wrong.
Between pauses of my prowling fingers
Slowly,
Tenderly,
Kneading mounds of your delicate skin,
Traced with the softest of lingering kisses
Teased with passion
Awaiting elation.
Between hot breaths of lust filled sighs
Under the cloak of folded eyes
You quiver
Shuddering with desire for more.
The crashing of musical crescendo
Paints the background
The perfect replica of your racing heart.
Clouded is your mind
Tormented by waves of shuffling thoughts
Of needs and wants
Of right and wrong.
Tell
me,
Where does your mind go?
Are you here
Or have I lost you somewhere…?
Where does your mind go?
Are you here
Or have I lost you somewhere…?
Olsfred James 2015©
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