Compulsion II
After all it was a warm summer night
and the moon was full over someplace on earth
Around the fire dancing
I'm entranced by your twirls and your curves
how your midriff shirt lifts up so temptingly
to reveal your supple breasts
as you raise your arms to the music
around the tounges of flame licking the sultry air
we danced barefoot on the beach
sometimes close
sometimes you were way to far from me (in my judgement)
sometimes so close I could smell your hair
I so wanted to kiss you then
I had to. So I did.
and you so urgently kissed me back
Our mouths entered each other's
Our tounges flickered like the fire
we kissed and danced around.
It was so easy to draw you in to me
dancing close I touched you.
from the small of your back I ran
my hand up to your neck
I kissed your mouth gently but hungrily
I teased you with the passion of my lips and my tounge
Eyes met eyes at times as our tounges searched each other
we both saw the passion there
I wanted my body against yours
I wanted My chest pressed to your breasts
Your hips writhed with mine to the music
your hips ground into my manhood.
you turned and backed into me
turned your head back and kissed me
you sucked my nape and my mouth
My hands on your hips I pulled you into me
as I thrust my plelvis into you.
Hands wandering, carressing, robing,
seeking direction and reaction
I slipped my hand past the the waistband of your skirt
I had to touch that silky tuft of hair or flesh
I wanted to touch you right on the beach
(was anybody watching?)
God! you could feel me,
how I wanted you
I wanted to show you with my hands and my mouth
The music just had to stop so every body would leave
and I would take you there
(copyright bjc 2004)