A long day, a good day,
Running a bath - hot water
And as I lie there soaking up the heat
And drinking in the scents of burnt brown sugar and karite oils
Under the influence of soft golden candle light
My mind turns to fantasies
Things that just won’t be
The short sharp gasp that I would feel
With the gentle caress of your thumb
Running along the nape of my neck
An ache as your sweet breath
Prickles against my skin as you stand close by
The heated glow in the pit of my stomach
As those flirtatious, laughing, mischievous eyes
Flit over every inch of my being
And define me as wholly woman
The soft caresses of my soul as you pull me in your arms
And carry me to safety, bliss and torture sweet
The rapture overwhelming
Of really knowing you
And the sweetest knowledge of all
That you finally, really, truly – see me.
JCH 20/04/2011
Running a bath - hot water
And as I lie there soaking up the heat
And drinking in the scents of burnt brown sugar and karite oils
Under the influence of soft golden candle light
My mind turns to fantasies
Things that just won’t be
The short sharp gasp that I would feel
With the gentle caress of your thumb
Running along the nape of my neck
An ache as your sweet breath
Prickles against my skin as you stand close by
The heated glow in the pit of my stomach
As those flirtatious, laughing, mischievous eyes
Flit over every inch of my being
And define me as wholly woman
The soft caresses of my soul as you pull me in your arms
And carry me to safety, bliss and torture sweet
The rapture overwhelming
Of really knowing you
And the sweetest knowledge of all
That you finally, really, truly – see me.
JCH 20/04/2011
