YOUR FINGERS

Your fingers are irreverent!

They are marauders without mercy!

An army determined to conquer!

Just a thumb and forefinger slowly rolling

My taunt nipple, teasing it until it strains

And elongates, ready for your suckling;

The quick flicks of your tongue as you

Softly kneed my breasts drawing them

Together greedily laving both nipples

Drives me to frenzy's door.

Your fingers, without pity, trace 

And define the borders of dominion from hip

To the indention of my breathless moans

To thighs that part as they determinely

Stalk my urgency; the braille of my desire

Leading your fingers to more intimate

Places where they part my cleft

To stroke me, back and forth until

Two slip inside my moist heat.

They invade my lust as I rise and fall

Upon their thickness, grasping and pulling

Them further into my need while I look

Into your eyes to see what you see:

My body in full surrender, bared 

For your pleasure as I splinter in ecstasy 

Your tongue begins a new campaign!