She beckons him towards her with a finger and a lick of her lips, <br />She purrs out his name as she grinds her hips, <br />Her arms pull him closer, holding him tight, <br />He leans down to kiss her on this curious night. <br /> <br />Once too shy and too self conscious, she strips off her clothes, <br />Then works seductively on his, which when finished she throws, <br />She looks at him hungry, her eyes filled with lust, <br />He shines and he glimmers, <br />Touching him is a must. <br /> <br />With a lick of his lips he looks her up and down, <br />Surprisingly, she doesn’t hide, but flaunts to astound, <br />And once he is speechless, to turned on to care, <br />She pressed against him, tangling her hands in his hair. <br /> <br />She kisses him wildly, he responds with a groan, <br />He does things with his hands that cause her to moan, <br />Then without warning, she pushes him back on the bed, <br />He thinks she might leave, but she gets on top of him instead. <br /> <br />This curious night, when she has no reservations, <br />When she let’s go of her shy ways to give into temptation, <br />Is not caused my magic or something from above, <br />But simply because of one thing; she’s in love. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />December 1st,2008 <br /> <br />To my love, always <br /> <br />Emily E. Mehigan<br /><br />Emily E. Mehigan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-this-a-curious-night/
