Wetness
The wetness of your warm sweet lips
Tells me the time is right
To begin a subtle exploration of love
A time to nibble and bite
To caress the tender areas of love
A soft caressing of skin
A tantalizing roaming of gentle fingers
Probing, searching within
Slender young bodies rise and fall
With the rhythm of the dance
An unrelenting force that drives us on
A tender knowing glance
Nothing ever comes close to the thrill
As passions rise ever skyward
The most extreme of human emotions
The ultimate of love inspired
Wetness of your warm sweet womanhood
That moment of sharing, of lust
An indescribable moment of pure ecstasy
Of desire till that final thrust
© Jack Ellison 2014
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