PLAYFUL


I awake her
With my passions, as my lips
Roll gently off her breast
As my fingers reach
To caress her cheek
And to embrace her natural beauty

She smiles
And I smile with her
Enveloped by our passions
That we bring to each other
In this moment and the next
Our passions belong to each other

She breathes
Slow and deliberate
Studying my face
As I inhale her breath
And watch the rise and fall
Of her fair skinned chest

She withdraws
As I move upward to softly kiss her
With mischief in her eyes
She lures me forward
But as I am captured by her
So to is she ensnared

She gasps
At the delight of my body
Pressed against her, her flesh
And my hands explore her
Brushing gently across her skin
As my mouth covers hers

She sighs
Through my kiss, my breath
As our bodies fuse
In union, in perfect embrace
We intertwine, my fingers
Pressing deep into her skin

Oh boy where have you been Jeff...you could answer this question I asked earlier...I have a date in a few days...should I wear my Bridgette Jones Big knickers or what?

You have my attention!!!!

what you are attracted to my big knickers?

The big knickers will get um all the time!
Have fun Stylish!

This poem is HOT TOO
Taking my coat off now...

Well Jeff another hot poem,,it was great until the words big knickers interrupted my thoughts, ladies help me out here,just a country girl and if they are not lace or little white cotton ones i am lost. I am ashamed to say I have no idea what big knickers are but they don't sound too flattering..anyway great as usual,,,very nice.

Beautiful !!

Can I take you home with me ?

Songstress, big knickers would be the epitome of granny panties and then picture a women dying of embarrassment when Hugh Grant not only notes she's wearing them, but comments to the effect of "Oh Baby, how lucky can I get" slap stick moment equivalent to a feminine horror film with nothing left to do but laugh.

Very well written