You’re my favorite, sweet song

The only place I want to belong

I savor your salacious melody

And guard it with jealousy

Together we make such beautiful music

Stripped down to a sensual, perfect acoustic

She is bound to you

Not with rope and satin ties

Though these do wet her thighs

What makes her soul dance

Is your heartstrings romance

It’s a melodic motif 

Of love and lust

It sings to her soul 

And binds her to you

We play with the fire of our desire like it’s a game

Even knowing that neither of us will win

But I can’t quit now

There is no escape from your seductive embrace

Let this blaze of passion burn everything we’ve built

Leaving ash and dust in our wake

Her body is his map, to know and study. His mouth and hands have memorized every narrow passage, deep valley, and dangerous curve. He’s traveled her paths many times but still discovers uncharted surprises and secret routes.

Believing he’d forget her was naive. She disappeared but lives in the shadows of his vivid fantasies. Making him crave the lick of her warm, wet flesh. Aching to caresses her soft curves, and imaging the scent of her need upon his fingers.