Let’s Make Love
I look at you laid out on the bed, your beautiful body, stripped of every stitch of clothing. I walk around you, talking softly. Your wrists cuffed above your head. Your eyes covered with a blindfold.
Comfortable on a pillow, you moan softly. Do you already know what is to come? Or does the loss of two of your senses enhance your imagination? I watch your head as it moves side to side, as you try to pinpoint me,
“Its OK baby I’m still here.” My voice soft and calm, I be