Look at her. Just look at her.
See how she makes me smile in every second I look at her.
she’s a grin machine!
In my mind I’m laughing
& slowly caressing the soft cheeks of her face.
I can’t get enough.
& then she revealed her neck & lord I ravished her skin with teeth of desire.
I combed her silken hair and brushed it softly to the side.
Her delightful fringe begs my finger’s touch
A gliding fall of the softest dream.
Oh love that I could speak the truth to you
My lips ache to taste the freshness of your skin
I want to hold you
I’m desperate for you.
I love you.
– ed simkins © 2016