Sensual Thoughts

As you walk
And sway your hips
Soft and gentle
As your lips

I start to drift
In thoughts of form
Laying with you
So gentle and warm

Of nibbling ears
My hands in your hair
Touching your body
So soft and fair

But this I know
Will have to wait
Till all is quiet
And the hour late

by Quietman
posted on 05/25/2009