Magic Fingers

Entranced upon a velvet laced path.
Entwined were our truths where no words need meaning and only the purest emotions may guide you.

Slipped tongue of darkest desire’s fulfillment.
I speak to the pleasures shared only.

Entered in depths unseen warmth in breath as we unmask ourselves but only within this moment.

Paper to flames, needle to heart.
Blush to awaiting arousal nothing matters but the now.

As we are but fragments in time perfectly in tune.

So does flow her sea, cascading into an emotive sensual response.

Whisper that truth between us, if only for me.