A virgins dance.

A midnight breeze whispers through
The leaves, Outside an open window.
Satin curtains dance and sway, Behind them
The sillouette of a young girl, ready to become a
Woman.
Carefully as if walking on egg shells she crosses the room.
Slowly lowering her naked body to the bed.
There waits her lover, He greets her with a feather light
Touch of fingertips trickling down her arm...to her thighs.
She nibbles her lowerlip, supressing the moan within.

Her fire is ignited, she pulls him towards her, he resists
Gently speaking, "Not Yet.."
Her eyes plead, as her body hungers for him.
A cinnomen sweet kiss placed gently on her lips.
His hands study every inch.

She catches the delicate scent of his colonge as in
One swift movement he descends upon her.
He leans in, as if to kiss her once again... Instead
He slithers down her perfect figure. Again she supresses
and sighs deeply.
He smiles, their eyes lock as he claims her for his own.
Her hands pressing against his back , fingertips spread.
She can't keep quiet any longer, songs of pleasure errupts from her ever
growing fire. He speaks slowly enticing her as they move together
In a perfect coreography..

Lost is all track of time, forgotten is when and where
As they lay together, The moment slows... Heart rates...
Regulate.
Butterfly kisses and a look of satisfaction behind the most
Beautiful pair of eyes.
She smiles, "Thank you"

They close their eyes, and fall into sleep
Resting in eachothers arms, while the wind dances
through the leaves outside the open window.