A little you time
It's been a very long hard week, you've had a tiring day, you slide into a nice warm bath with a glass of Chardonnay
Music playing softly, candles sending shadows to the wall, you feel the tension leave you, then you hear a call
It's another poem sent from me to you, hoping that I can turn you on, to inspire the kink that lives inside if you
You read through the stanzas, you feel a pulsating down below, you slide a hand between your thighs. You stroke it nice and slow
Fingers part your petals, in your mind your hand is mine, doing sensual circles, doing the things I sent in rhyme
Fingers slide deep inside, you make a rhythmic wave, water splashes over the bathtubs edge has you do the things you crave
Soon you're at orgasm, with a thrust all your tensions gone, saited and now truly relaxed, you whisper thank you Ron
THE KINKY POET