[WayzataJOHNN]

"We need a little heat in the Lair today, Missouri is a tad on the cold side. LOL"


Her/I

Her hands are as soft as watered silk,
slipping, gripping softly across my back.

Her breath is warm and hurried now,
pacing our shared moment in perfect tune.

Her nails trace a tingling path along every nerve,
and I return the loving touch in appreciation.

Her teeth nip at my neck, and send shivers up my spine,
lifting me to new heights, from which I lift her yet again.

Her warmth is like a fire, a living forge, tempering me,
striking sparks along every nerve, living fireworks.

Her words are too soft to hear, yet speak of all her needs,
and leave me knowing her even deeper still, what intensity.

Fusion in a moment that makes two complete as one,
expanding insight to fill a universe contained inside two lovers.

[Soaring Feather]

Now Johnn!!

Drag out that dang fan again, it's over heated in here.

Whew, I just ate lunch. LOL

I know, I asked for it.