Longing
A poem of longing
I long for your touch the feel of your hands on my face, my back, my breast. I long for your soft kisses upon my lips with promises of so much more. I long for your mouth to nibble my ear lingering there before placing soft kisses upon my neck and shoulders. Slowly, with deliberate purpose kissing your way down to my nipples. I whimper with longing as your mouth claims my nipples, Sucking them in as your hands roam over m...