Little Blue Whispers

Eyes of blue filled with lust

Sparkling with fairy dust

Captivated on your stare

Time stands still and in stasis we dare

As I step into you

Hands skimming hands searching for the truth

and I find it

In your heated breath on my neck

The trembling of our hearts on this empty deck

Where lips align in dangerous proximity

The anticipation of our darkened affinity

Softly colliding with automatic grace

And tongues entwine in a serpents embrace

And then I slow you...

Still pleasing

Slightly deceiving

and then stop.

Just to watch you pout

Angered lips that want to shout

Red as poppies they shimmer and shine

Longing to be mine

Your eyes pierce me with electrical unease

But I aim to please

Fingers softly trail your face

As I urge you for embrace

I want to share the whispers on your breath

To hear the butterflies around your neck

As they struggle for release

and receive their wish when our lips again meet

delicately touching

On a prelude of wanton bliss

Where compulsion now twists

into little blue whispers

The comfort of belonging

and the wildness of abandon

Amber harbour lights implore your skin

Dispelling shadows on a figure of sin

As your stare intensifies

Discarded clothing by our side

Skin to silk and then skin once more

As passion oozes from every pore

Fingertips teasing the edges of lace

My hands at your waist

On silky thighs I wallow

and place silent kisses on your hips

Silk on my knuckles, you in my grip

As I find the button that puts stars in your eyes

Beseeching me to set you free

Stifled cries of ecstasy

Tell me that you have your wish...