stockinged toes

 how u shall wallow in all things rich
of the heart, of the body a definite itch,
to let go and allow my presence to take,
a servant of sensuality and erotica of u, make.

a kink, a deviance, sweet be the surrender
in the most pleasurable way, a mind bender,
so when before u all feathered with lust,
draw me deep into who u are, a must.

sweet be the desire to let go and invite,

u want me to know what be your delight,
my toes stockinged do know to tease,
that erect manliness to know to please.

and when close to u i do stand,
and that manliness firmly, take in hand,
to place and slide between my stockinged thighs,
how delightful be your passionate sighs.

that texture, perfect, does know to arouse
pleasure immeasurable further endows.
your mind on the precipice of surrender complete,
but, holding back not wanting the moment to cheat.

hard be your shaft, the veins throbbing
time slipping, the intensity robbing
all your sanity, no desire to stop...
with every coaxing move of mine... deeper into what i want... drop.

RB.