You do not ask for very much - your wants are
very few;
and I am reminded of love each time I look at
you.
You need not speak a word of our love and all its
glory.
When I look into your face, your eyes tell me the
story.
Your eyes express all the things that only a
heart can say;
and when they cry, then smile again, they chase
the clouds away.
In every fleeting glance I find your new-found
faith in me,
suggesting riches, beyond gold, that only I can
see.
You submit to me, heart and soul, your all is
meant for me.
You beg me tie you to the bed, sweet bed of
ecstasy.
I gently take the silken cords and kiss you with
my eyes.
I tie you tightly to the bed and lick you on your
thighs.
You smile at me, that succulent smile, I always
adore;
and behind your gaze I read your mind begging me
for more.
My tender eyes of purest blue pierce you to the
heart,
gather you into my soul as I spread your thighs
apart.
A responsive moan escapes your lips, dancing to
my ear;
and all the things you're longing for, your body
makes them clear.
I wrap my thighs around your waist and straddle
you with smiles,
leaning forward, enticing you with sweet,
seductive wiles.
I suck upon your nipples and then tweak them with
my thumb;
then with a piece of ice in mouth, I suck them
till they're numb.
You thrust yourself against me, up against my
melting spot.
Yet, still I move more slowly, and I know that
you are hot.
Breathless, afire, stupefied, you twist in
ecstatic joy.
My fingers play you like a harp or some beloved
toy.
I taste the salt of your song, your hard and
arduous tip
and take you slowly into my mouth like a straw to
lip.
I watch you as you close your eyes, unwilling to
let go.
I move up and down, then with my tongue, circle
nice and slow.
You press against the back of my throat, ready to
explode.
I will not let you cum like that and waste that
precious load.
I lift myself upon you, pressing down, and
moaning hard;
then leaning back, I forget myself, letting down
my guard.
Running in and out of me and unlocking all the
doors,
you own a deeper part of me; and all I am is
yours.
You touch me like no other has; and with you, I'm
made free.
No other knows me like you do, no other holds the
key.
Swooning over your body and falling through time
and space,
I lose myself, surrendering, unconscious of my
place.
You touch so deep inside of me, relinquish to the
heat.
We merge as one, submit as one, two hearts are
now complete.
To look at you, I see myself, a joy I've never
known.
All you give is the love I give - a love to call
my own.
And when I look into your eyes, salvation is at
hand.
With just the way you look at me, I know you
understand.
I hope that when you look at me that you too
realize -
all I am is wrapped in you, in the wonder of your
eyes.
by Linda Marie Van Tassell
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