Olivia Chevron

La Tendresse

Caress me with your fingers
as light as feather tips,
and kiss me on the mouth.
Yes, kiss me on the lips.
And feel my body heaving
as you touch my skin.
Have you secretly been reading
the diary of Anas Nin?
You circle my nipples,
and massage my breasts,
and, before I know it,
you have me undressed.
I close my eyes
so you can feel free.
Yet, though it is dark,
I can still see
the glint in your eye,
as you slide down my thigh,
and touch my femininity
the Mount of Divinity.
And, as I reach
a longed for crescenda,
I thank you for being
so gracious and tender.
 
Tuesday 30 January 2007

 

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