If...


My hands feel your body...
Discovering you...slowly
Tenderly they hide...
Behind my ravenous sensuality...

They travel languorously from your face to your chest..
Lingering and playing with your nipple...
Mating with the rhythm
Of your Apollon's breath..

Provocative, impudent and foolish...
They create increadible pulsations..
Who excite our passion..
Beyond any boundary...lost in a new world

Becoming drowsy here....and heavy ...there.... without fear
Taking all the enjoyment of your sensitive skin...
My fingers keep you under their magic spells...
Surrounding the impetuous tower of your masculinity..

Oh! You cooperate so willingly with the invaders...
That under the seduction and voluptuousness of my palms
Arise the most ardent sirroco ......


                            ©Princess Fée










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