Morning glory

[miss-snowy]

A little poem I wrote some time ago for my girlfriend


Darkness.
A caress.
She stirs.
I sleep.
A gentle kiss on my shoulder.
I wake.
Her eyes blue like the sky.
Her hair golden as the sun, framing her face, obscuring the world.
Her lips.
Her breasts.
The embrace.
Our bodies merg as one.
I moan.
She smiles.
Passion seeps from my soul with every touch.
Delicate hands trace my skin.
Shes gone.
I feel her.
Teasing.
Tickling.
Pleasing.
It rises.
My pleasure fills the room.
I cry out.
She's amuzed.
I beg for more.
She complies.
I squirm.
I love.
I give myself wholly to her.
For she is mine.