A midnight tryst

5-6-2016

The water lapping up against us
Caressing our skin in the inky mists,
The man on the moon the only witness
to our secluded midnight trysts.

Pearlized and luminescent, covered in beads of shimmering dew, my body is thrumming with anticipation, waiting for the slightest touch from you.

Worship me with those velveteen lips, and that tongue that works so well,
Cause desire to build upon me
Like an oceans torrent swell...

Caress me under tepid waves,
Possessively take control,
Tell me how I ought to behave,
But only in sex I'll play that role.

Rhythmically undulate that manhood,
Against my fevered core,
Leaving me moaning, yearning,
Desiring oh, so much more.

Raise up upon your body,
Settling down upon thy...