Flesh meets flesh in the night
as moonlight cascades through brittle fabric
trying to guard against wandering eyes
love spies
yet unable to encompass inevitable moans
tones
so rich,
so subtle
one must lean forward to believe
her sweet murmurs against his gentle fingers
eager tentacles dancing against her~
eager to bring hypnotic state of relaxed bliss~
a kiss
stolen on that tender nape
no escape
for the golden tendril resting there
soon wrapped around him as tightly as she
trying to close her mind around him~
as his fingers squeeze
bringing her to her knees
so she may wrap the rubies of her lips tight
worshiping him as only a woman can
her man
reach deep for the peak
flesh meets flesh in the night
love nectar
cascading lovefall
inspired by lover’s sweet massage…

Copyright ©2007 Hannah Adrian Rogers