Home Of Hearts..Howl At The Moon

The sweet scent of her sneaks up behind me
As I hear light footsteps of bare feet on the hardwood floor
I tilt my head to catch a glimpse of her pink painted toes
I breathe in her sweet summers hair
as she whispers in my ear..
"Follow me, I have something to show you"
and kisses my neck
What is it I ask, watching her walk away slowly..
in her flimsy little deal as her cheeks flashed me a wink
My eyes widen as she tiptoes up the stairs
Close your eyes shes says and takes my hand
Mmm something smells good
Ok open your eyes she says

It's a candle lit roof top dinner that she has prepared for us
picnic style with a blanket and lots of pillows
I kneel down next to her and
run my hand up her inner thigh stop,
give her a kiss softly upon her tender lips

So babe what do we have here?
She answers with..
"Oooh..it's a nice little assortment of finger food..
Things we can feed each other between kisses
Perhaps even eat off each others bodies"

I pop a bottle of chilled champagne she had waiting
I gaze upon the colorful selection of berries and
aged cheeses *clink
of the glasses soft glow of the moon dancing across
her supple legs the look in her face is a
Glow of beaming eyes deeply lusting smirky smile
says green light tonight
Under the stars we feed our desires,
now were just playing in the soundless night
Except for our panting and moans of passion
as the moment is growing more intense
Picture this the silhouette of a man
Howling at the moon.

Written by Joseph Anthony Sanchez Sept,3,2009 @9:12pm