softly to nibble

I shall but whisper what it is i want.

Softly, softly.....sooooftly to nibble on your earlobe.

My nipples your chest shall tease...their hardness your proof of what lies within my thoughts.

My hands will gently pull u close...my hug a give away to passions deep.

With shy eyes i shall look at u and upturned lips....a hesitant smile...extracting one from u.

We shall both sigh in relief of mutual wants.

Each hungering to let go to the others invitation.....to escape in kisses yearned, imaginings dreamt....the reality...eventually....there to be grasped.

How can i not surrender to that which u expected. How can i not allow myself to drift...and slowly definitely become...part of that imagining which u had hoped to come across with me.

Dear one......i am yours

and

you are mine.

RB.