Tantalise

Tantalisingly intrepid
I approach him
Subtlety no longer part of my agenda
My need is fervent
A longing which must be met
With a maelstrom of loves endeavours

I will him into my presence
Seduction’s fingertips
Caressing my every movement
So much so that I move
Sleek and slow
My body a tantalising tool
It’s Curvaceousness beckoning him to me

I use my body’s stances to further to seduce him
His looks at me, smouldering and needy
I can feel his heart beat
Tremble into my being
I can see his longing for me
Held within the darkness of his glare
I can sense his longing to touch me
As he inhales, long and hard his glare
Now penetrating my very soul

I walk up to him and lightly plant
A kiss on his cheek
I linger against him seductively
allowing him to smell my scent
I feel him shudder, his body
Stiffening, under the pressure to
Grab me and do whatever pleasures
Offend his mind
But I want to tease him
I want him to want me so bad
That when we finally consume each other
Neither night or day will be distinguished

So then like the whisper of a dream
I melt into the background of time
leaving him looking, searching and longing