Patience In The Waiting

Time waits..........
pausing deliberately
playing with your mind
playing with your emotions
waiting .........
to tempt your thoughts
into a maelstrom of seduction's liar

Expectantly.......
you close your eyes
and render yourself useless
to the forces of temptation's call
your mind, racing
erotica's fingers creating
images and suggesting emotions
which rampage down
into your loins
making you throb, making you ache


Your breath.....
Disperses in short, sharp pants
your breasts, rising and falling
the anticipation of need
riding high within
your very soul
until you feel your spirit
ready to erupt and soar

Behind the flicker of your eyelids…..
You will him touch you
You will him to mould his hands
Around your round and fleshy frame
Causing fire to rampage through your soul
Caressing you all the way down
To your sweetness, which leaks
Caressing you so badly that
you feel you can no longer breathe