Gift She Give Me

How this flesh does yearn for your touch,
to feel that electricity run through it
when your fingers run over it.
Exciting the will,
filling the mind with visions of passion
that it longs for to come true.
Those nails that lightly scratch,
enticing from its gentle pleasure,
as your lips trail behind
moving down to my manly treasure.
My heart racing, screaming with such joy,
and your touch, your caress
pushes me deeper into the flames of our desire.
Wanting to please you
as much as you are now pleasing me,
yet you let me not
as you please me with your affections.
Oh such wondrous sensations you fill my soul with,
tempting me beyond reason
making me want you even more.
But before I can even try,
my essence flows like a mighty river
exploding within a moment of such overpowering bliss.
You have pleased me beyond my own imagination,
weakened me as you feel my strength flowing out of me.
While you look down at me,
smiling so warmly
and then our lips do meet in a tender kiss.
For we both know that now it is my turn
to give you my gift to you.