Dress Intoxication

It’s the sense of what’s below her clothes which drives me crazy!
I smile.
I’m insane with desire.
For her.

For when she looks & snares me in those perfect chocolate eyes
I’m engorged with lust & wonder!
& though a fool I be, I sink my sanity deep into her naked flesh
Which I know, I long to know, lies fresh and tender beneath her clothes!

She wore her dress today, the first time since I met her & I rampaged around my mind!
I took my hands and caressed her thighs & sensed her smile
& her quiet surprise
& stole a thousand hours of silent touch beneath her clothes!

I laugh. A monster loose within her coat.
A stomach of fine, taught touch and strong sensations pleasured
A roaming, happy hand stroking her delight and loving her
Her happiness my control, her smile my puppet, I love her my friends!

Dreams engaged by mental frame, shook and threatened unguarded escape
Frustrated self-control took over whilst dreams held her down in perfect smiles
Caressing her naked skin, undressing her perfect frame
Loving & biting & kissing & wanting her in everyway

& all because of a simple dress…or tied back hair…
Or eyes which fixed and thoughts of mine which long to care
In dreams before her I held her close & whispered thoughts of longing love.
I want you my love. I want you, I want you, I want you!

– she stood before me in a perfect dress * how I dreamt!
© ed simkins 2017

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