Gentle music plays in a candle-lit room
heated love, glimmer inside ocular orbs
sprawled across her bed, fantasy filling her mind
closer to revealing her silk.
Fingers gliding from one thigh to the other
moaning beneath a cascade of soft sheets
euphoric pleasure awaits the touch of her center
the gentleness of her own hand
it seems beautiful and erogenous.
White lace, clinging to beads of sweat upon her breast
running fingers through her hair, down her cheek, touching her lips
flickering candle light
she bites her lower lip.
He slides in beside her removing the sheets
filled glasses of champagne and strawberries
the gentle crackle of the fireplace
flames dancing in the moon lit night sky.
He palms an ice-cube and gently drapes over her
undresses her carefully, kissing her neck, her collar-bone, each ample breast.
Behind his kisses, he glides the ice over her silk.
She arches her back as his hand travels between her stems, followed by his mouth.
As the ice melts in soft whispers and moans,
he tastes her fruits.
Hands now in each others, bodies touching,
silent eyes full of love.
He enters inside her,
his dreams desire, melodies of love.
He breathes in her fragrant essence,
Kisses of passion,
Behold love in eyes of purity
Painting forever in silk simplicity.