My Lover

My Lover

Her passions whispered lightly in my ear. 
A lovers touch, desiring warmth and touching softly. 

Sun kissed lips and Eau de Fleurs on the sweet breeze. 
I surrendered to this mellow fantasy and kisses lasting forever. 

I danced my hands across her skin. 
A beautiful desire, a blissful despair, a delicate touch.

Mouths tasting, living and dying in moments of joy and pain.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Sun kissed lips and Eau de Fleurs on the sweet breeze.
I surrendered to this mellow fantasy and kisses lasting forever.

Well, someone is a lucky boy. I do hope this is more than just your imagination.

[Raymond Federle]

LOL...sadly a reality no longer ,,, but bitter sweet memories! :)

[Pryde Foltz]

I hear you.