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Candlelight playing, dancing over your skin

music weaving a trance; I begin to slowly ascend.

Lingering, feeling you give in.

My hands soothe while I blend

long, soft strokes with deep demanding kneads.

I lean in and begin to tease your senses

soft hair trailing down your body, lips asking your body to cede.

Undulating hips; quietly taking in a census.

A lick, a kiss, never more than a mere miss.

Brushing lips softly I begin to lick.

Capturing you; is this yet another way to bliss?

Lips posed; a breath to blow a candle wick.

Light has been erased

plunging into deep darkness

enveloping; graced.

Very lovely erotic poem, Holly.

Swim

Awesome poem Holly.  Many of your words and phrases bring back great memories.  We need to meet again.  Got to work on my calendar.