Stir and sip,
I catch the drip,
That escapes my lips.
Tangy but sweet…
I wonder how lips would taste...
When yours and mine meet.
Closing my eyes
I become prisoner to the thought.
Guava, cherry, peach, strawberry…
Each one great
Can’t hardly wait.
It’s a night of dreams
Where wolves come out
And you hear the screams
Of anger, of pain
Lovers experiencing orgasms
Over and over….again, and again.
I’m a fan of the light, that sweet moonlight
Soft and haunting, eerily bright.
Feeling good…
Margarita working like I knew it would.
I see you, fingers exploring my skin
Your lips dance over my curves
Breathing labored, I soak it all in…
I’m tingly, and on fire
Tequila’s taking full reign.
Shower beckons, I need to cool down
Watching in slow motion
As the water trickles over breasts
Linger on my nipples…then topple to the ground.
My warm bed welcomes me, and I slip into a dream.
I dance, I play
Take flight, go away
To that place in my mind….
Where we own the night
You, me, margaritas, and moonlight. ©
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