Love Poetry By DaLovePoet



My Skilled Hands

Scented candles cast their eerie lights
Vague shadows gyrated 'cross the ceiling
Your gorgeous body lying on the bed
Looked so beautifully appealing

I made ready warm, scented oil
Special feathers, and clear blue ice
For indeed it was my purpose
To make your massage so extra nice

Soft moans escaped your sensuous lips
As my skilled hands began their task
Of giving pleasure to your sweet body
Giving far more than you could ask

Your every nerve from head to toe
Became a pleasure zone
As you looked at me with glassy eyes
All you could do was moan

Warm, scented oil carefully applied
Tempered with cold blue ice
A feather working its magic
Your body responding really nice

I brought you up so very slow
And held you at the top
After your explosions began
I held you til they stopped


© 2000 Mike Diaz (All rights reserved
7/8/2000