His eyes

His eyes, so dark, deep, enticing.
His features carved like a perfect sculpture.
His lips,
soft
full
amazing
His touch, soothing like an angel's
but rough with craving.

He looked at me with those deep brown eyes
full of questions, hope, longing.
Gently, he held my face in his hands.
With his, he parted my lips like a book.
Softly and slowly at first,
then deeply and passionately.

Desire consuming his body,
screaming for more.



Words by lexie
Read 734 times
Written on 2010-05-16 at 03:11

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