you touch me in ways I couldn't imagine...
deep and loving, your voice was
embers of passion glow
waiting for a soft Oh!
for the breath of that sound
to fan into flames
our hunger for each other
burning hot
straining, sweaty, driving hard
a spirited quest for satisfaction
brings elation...
then tranquility
falling asleep
my head on your chest
in the cocoon of your embrace
i love when you visit...
©Ruby Ryder
2 Responses
Beautiful, sweet, passionate! I’m honored and grateful, privileged and amazed, and so many other feelings, from being able to inspire this. Tell Marianne I said so too 😛 🙂
Will do, HG. Part of knowing a writer…in the biblical sense. 😉