Fuelling My Passion

Recalling memories of several encounters.

"Fuelling My Passion"

A voice in the dark
His voice is, mmm, that voice,
Haunting, seductive, commanding
With a rich baritone.
A hushed purr dies on his lips
Hypnotic, it freezes me in place
A heady mix, it’s O so attractive
Fantasy shatters, falling into my abyss
Memories disassembled out of time.

With eyes that gaze right through you,
And hungrily drink you in.
His touch sends shivers all over my body
And the feel of my skin arouses him
His hands roam my entirety
Their warmth is inescapable.
The evocation of feelings sans words,
He wants me, I am appreciated
Passion grows and promises more.