Musical Masterpiece
My eyes follow the soft curve on your neck
Resting upon your shoulder, smooth and silky
Down, down, down my eyes travel
Taking in every curve, every shadow
I drink in the beauty of the warm light
Caressing your smooth skin
Your chest, strong yes gentle
Your stomach, smooth and rid of imperfections
The gentle curve of your hips, swaying to the music
Your legs, long and lean, but stronger than any
As my eyes travel, you turn away
Of my previous dreams I catch only glimpses
My eyes drink in the subtleties of your back
How each muscle flexes as you move
Creating a perfect canvas that hides a strong beast
Down your back to the steep curve of your buttock
Curving out before joining your thighs
I yearn to touch, to kiss, to hold
But alas, one must wait his turn
As the music guides you around me
I reach out, my fingers brushing your silky smooth stomach
My fingertips creating fire between skin and skin
I inhale and drink in the long forgotten smells:
Shampoo, perfume, Lotion, het, lust
All coming together to create the wonderful scent of you
One I can recognize from across a room
Announcing your entrance, as the smell reaches me
The quiet footfalls on the carpet are the soft bass line
The wet movement of hair on your back is the loud percussion
The sweet sound of your voice, the caressing violins
As I sit, I take a moment and close my eyes, the soft
And I think one might compose you to an orchestra
The fair sound of wet skin upon wet skin as the consistent lovers
The soft sway of your toneless the charming needs
Each part incomplete, but as a while
A beautiful musical masterpiece
