I wait for him, all fragrant and soft.
My body is cool from my recent bath,
My skin smells enticing; body lotion.
I’m waiting for him;
I know he will not resist
the attraction that is me…
I’m skimpily clad; he likes it that way.
Lying peacefully in bed, waiting,
My eyes dim slightly, my bones grow weak.
He’s coming at last,
I can feel him near.
His presence fills the room
And I whimper in anticipation.
he takes me in his strong, manly arms.
This is bliss.
I moan softly as I surrender.
He caresses me like none has
Or ever will.
He alone knows exactly what I need
I give in; completely,
and spiral into velvety oblivion.
He will take me places I love to revisit.
It’s always an adventure with him;
he never, ever disappoints.
And when he’s done with me,
All I want is