My flirty little skirt falls to my black stocking-covered midthigh. You can see my pretty painted toenails through the sheer black fabric and my braless nipples through my tight black top. They’re so hard and just begging you to cum play!
Just to see the image you so gently etch in my mind
Would leave me breathless beneath sounds of sighs
Every detailed description demands a closer look
And each piece of fabric longs to be understood
Captivated by the thought of my eyes holding you
As a stunned silence seems to overtake the room
Come closer so my vision can no longer be impaired
Allow the air of my breath to touch you everywhere
Slow and methodical I conceal the hunger in my voice
Gentle yet deliberate I find my way to the edge of joy
Exposing the nakedness of my deepest sensual desires
The picture you paint provokes hope and quietly inspires
~ wind whisperer
If you will quietly prepare a place for every word I long to express
I will gently lay the whispers of my lips upon the curve of your breast
If you will release from confinement that which keeps you from me
I will slowly trace the contours of every deepened breath you breathe
If within my eyes you capture the very essence of every thought I have
Then together we will climb to the highest point beyond even the climax
Lay your words upon me,
blanket me in your breath.
Cover my lips in the softest whispers of your heart.
My body swells as I inhale your essence
and feel your carress.
Hand in hand we climb.
The Picture You Paint
Just to see the image you so gently etch in my mind
Would leave me breathless beneath sounds of sighs
Every detailed description demands a closer look
And each piece of fabric longs to be understood
Captivated by the thought of my eyes holding you
As a stunned silence seems to overtake the room
Come closer so my vision can no longer be impaired
Allow the air of my breath to touch you everywhere
Slow and methodical I conceal the hunger in my voice
Gentle yet deliberate I find my way to the edge of joy
Exposing the nakedness of my deepest sensual desires
The picture you paint provokes hope and quietly inspires
~ wind whisperer
Sigh……….
unravel the threads and expose my bare skin. It warms with every breathy word that pours from your lips.
Together
If you will quietly prepare a place for every word I long to express
I will gently lay the whispers of my lips upon the curve of your breast
If you will release from confinement that which keeps you from me
I will slowly trace the contours of every deepened breath you breathe
If within my eyes you capture the very essence of every thought I have
Then together we will climb to the highest point beyond even the climax
Lay your words upon me,
blanket me in your breath.
Cover my lips in the softest whispers of your heart.
My body swells as I inhale your essence
and feel your carress.
Hand in hand we climb.