IrishRoughneck's blog: "Lovers' Worship"

The Lovers' Worship

What comes to mind, a lady,

What comes to mind, a melody,
Eyes, black as night,
makes dreams go in flight,
hands, soft as fur,
makes motions a blur,
chest, a heaving mountain,
makes passion spring a fountain,
neck, a field of bliss,
awaiting a lovers' kiss,
ear, always open to listen,
awaiting a kiss to glisten,
arms, a fortress of embrace,
awaiting a back to nails will grace,
legs, an area that protect and lace,
awaiting the tongue and mans' face,
ass cheeks, a playground of lands,
awaiting a fierce smack of hands,
back, a minefield of senses,
awaiting a lash of focused lenses,
hair, a bundle of submission,
awaiting to be bound by permission,
wrists, a target of restraint,
awaiting a ropes' constraint,
mouth, a temptation to grasp,
awaiting the pleasure of gasp,
forehead, the view of eyes,
awaiting the play of ice,
chin, a display of will,
awaiting a hand to fill,
cheek, a red brick of heat,
awaiting the slap of manly meat,
stomach, shuddering and shivering,
awaiting inside for a lovers' quivering,

By Blaze Isaac Barrett