GOING TO BED WITH THOUGHTS OF YOU by Joe DaVerbal Minddancer

AS WE WALKED HOME FROM THE THEATER...SHORT WALK NICE FALL EVENING.
ARRIVING AT YOUR DOOR YOU INVITE ME IN...A NIGHTCAP SOME CALL IT
A QUICK DRINK AND GOODNIGHT..SIPPING ON BRANDY WARMING THE SOUL
LIFTING THE SPIRIT. A CONVERSATION BEGINS LAUGHTER A HAND RESTS ON A KNEE
A STARE INTO EYES, A MAGNETIC DRAW TO EACH OTHER LIPS MEET A KISS IS MADE
SOFTLY GENTLY....PAUSE... WE BACK AWAY REGAIN COMPOSURE JUST A NIGHTCAP
ONE MORE FOR THE ROAD. ANOTHER CHAT ...BREIF TOUR OF THE HOME.
FAMILY PICTURES A FLASH OF DAYS GONE BY...SILENCE.....A GLASS FALLS
UNBROKEN WE BOTH REACH TO PICK IT UP..HEADS BUMP...LOOKING DOWN
LOOKING UP SCANNING EACH OTHER I TAKE TENDER HOLD OF A FACE BRUSHING
AWAY HAIR TRACING THE OUTLINE OF A BROW..THEN AN EAR IS KISSED NIBBLED
BACK OF MY HAND GLIDES ACROSS A SOFT CHEEK AND REPLACED WITH A KISS
BEFORE A WORD IS SAID A FINGER PRESSES AGAINST FULL LIPS ...THEY OPEN
INVITING A MATCHED PAIR THEY LOCK.... TONGUES TASTE AND DANCE A HAND
HOLDS MINE I'M LEAD TO THE SANTUARY.....SILENCE....ONCE MORE A SHARED
STRIPTESE HURRIED BUT SENSUAL....BREAST BARED FULL ERECT TASTED FELT
CUPPED PULLED SLIGHTLY TESTING LIMITS SOFT FINGERS INCIRCLE MEASURE
SQUEEZE ..MMMM...ANOTHER KISS FROM BENDED KNEE ..WARM WET....
SOFT TUFFS OF HAIR BALLET ACROSS THE STIFFNESS...A RISE THEN A KISS
I'M LEAD FORWARD SHE LAYS BACK I DROP ....PAUSE....HANDS ON KNEE
SPREADING INNER THIGHS BECKON SOFT LIPS TASTE THE LENGHT ONE SIDE TO THE NEXT
STOPPING INBETWEEN TO SAVOR A FRAGRANCE UNLIKE NO OTHER. A TASTE
ANOTHER EXPLORING ENGAGING...FINGERS AIDE IN THE DAMPNESS AND SHARE THE TASTE
WE BOTH SAVOR ENJOY SLIDING UP ARMS TAUGHT TO HOVER THE LOWER ME DELVES IN
SLOWLY WITH PASSION ...STOP....FEEL THE HEARTBEAT LET THE PARTS BE THEMSELVES
THEY MOVE ON THEIR OWN ONE CLAMPS ONE PULSES FEELING EACH OTHER OUR DANCE
CONTINUES TORSO'S GRIND POUND MAKING SOUNDS OF APPLAUSE..GRUNTS MOANS
WE REACH A CRESCENDO WETNESS COOLS OUR BODIES PANTING GASPS OF AIR
MOTIONLESS FOR A MOMENT...A TAP ON THE SHOULDER IT'S TIME
A SPASH OF FRESHNESS FROM THE SPAY OF THE BUILT IN WATER FALL
NEW TO MY SURROUNDIGS A TOWEL HITS MY HAND...PANTS SHIRT
SAY NO MORE I'M ON MY WAY....A KISS ....THE DOOR CLOSES
HOME THE PHONE RINGS ..YEAH I'M OKAY... SILENCE.... A SIGH..
MMMM GOING TO BED WITH THOUGHTS OF YOU.....