Being in the pleasure chair with you

It vibrates below us

The puffy white pillows around us

I get captured in your every-day scent

 

I follow you in dance steps

And hold you tightly and close

I welcome your packages of home deliveries

From flowers to dildos

 

You turn me on.

 

Slowly I got to know you

And now we are a couple

Doing things together

Naughty or nice

 

Touch your lips

And kiss your thigh

A glide of a hand

Way down inside

 

In the shower

The steamy wetness

It makes us hot

And you slippery wet

 

You turn me on.

 

My soapy hands exploring

Every sensual curve

Every bend and pore

My hands cup your breasts

Your nipples now stiff

 

You turn me on.

 

Behind you I stand

Strong and firm

It’s the care we share

On this night we dare

No longer needed

Is that home delivery

 

You turn me on.

 

The purple pleasure is hot

Full of passion

With needs that have to come out

And cum

Flowing and galloping desires

Overwhelming and pouring

Like restless animals under African skies

Frantic love pain

Of throbbing rocking joy

That purple sky

 

 

 

 

 

© 1999 David Greg Harth

99.01.22.16:46:38 @ 1515 NYC