A taste of love

Hot breath sends shivers,
Up and down my spine,
Whispers of longing,
A song so fine.

Light feather kisses,
On my collar bone,
Waves of desire,
Emits a moan.

When turning, his eyes,
Watch the drops trace my curves,
Wonder what he's thnking,
His eyes' serves.

Drawn into his arms,
I leave my shower,
Brought to my room,
Laid on flowers.

Kissing the path the drops left,
Running fingers through his hair,
Fingers bring moaning,
From both the pair.

Heated breath speaks a message,
Silenced by my pout,
Reaching over to the switch,
Smile, light's out.