Black Velvet Rose: Book of Thorns

Your name on a soft whisper

Escapes my lips...

On the cool nights breeze

A muted sigh carried to your ears

On a deliberate breeze of my conscience...

 

A repeated sigh, your name,

Caught...

As your delicate ivory finger

Traces my lips in silence...

 

My slender body slides on=ver yours,

Delicate ivory legs resting against lean muscle...

I place a hand upon your chest

Swirling my finger over your hardened nipples

Coaxing you gently backwards

Trailing kisses down your body...

 

 

© 2012 by BeLust6 & Black Velvet Rose.