I come to life
in your whispers
The layers of my cocoon
Wash away like tissue paper
Your tongue teases my lobe
I quiver with anticipation
Of your breathy words
Wrapping around my body
I feel the heat
Escape your lips
Slowly slipping under my skin
I lean into your raspy voice
The lure of your hand
Gently grasping my throat
The other tugging
At my silky tendrils
My body sways to the rhythm
Of your sultry cadence
Our pleasures dancing in the air
Like intoxicating perfume
You send echos of images
Through my burning body
With every hushed syllable
created by your whispers
The soft sensation of your strong
Body pressing me close
Captivating cues transform
Me at your command
I become a slave
To the sinewy moves
Your quiet voice projects
Onto my pulsing pink skin
The hazy sounds of fantasy
Described in sultry detail
Yearning for your shadowy
Words to crawl beneath my skin
