Encapsulated in arms, back pressing chest, Bareness embedded in manhood, I lay aroused <br />As silent you dream, Pulse keeping time with my heart. I wonder where you are, wishing <br />For your awakening, a tacking from behind, without care the alarm rings so early. Then <br />Sweet surprise, you're stirring, Sleepy fingers fondling, <br />Feeding wanton hungering, <br />In the wee hours of morning. <br />Knowing you desire me more than sleep, Evokes my entirety to fervor, a warmth <br />Exuding as your own private fountain, Called forth to flow for your pleasure. <br />Side to back, head to foot, Ampleness piercing entrance, Intertwining like scissors, we <br />Lock in a dance of ecstasy. <br />Hips thrusting thighs, mound reaching high, riding swelling waves, engulfed by a raging <br />River, threatening to erupt floodgates. <br />Your passionate unrestraint opens my mind, loosing its aching yearning, a secret <br />Longing fulfilled. And flying free, my soul escapes these earthly confines, heaven <br />Bound, to find it's been delivered! <br />This is Shelley Cates Martin, author of this poem. www.findingmrright.net<br /><br />Matthew Soriano<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/encapsulated-in-arms-back-pressing-chest/
