On The Way Home ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

On The Way Home ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Not a blush
In my cheek
As your hand
Rests between
My legs
Discretly
Not even a moment
Of hestiation
As you rub my thigh
Gently
Secretly
As the world
Moves around us
We are
In the moment
Of arousal
As the train
We ride home
Moves slowly
Rocks from
Side to side
Your hand is warm
And your fingers
Are insistant
As they slip up
To my warm spot
That has been
Waiting for your
Touch all day
People move around us
The man
Behind us talks
About football
The women
In front of us
Complain about work
But you and I
Only see each other
I look into
The beautiful blue eyes
That have become
The conpass
To my soul
And savor
This moment
The moment
We finally
Can sit
Close together
My leg
Crossing yours
The heat of
Your breath
On my cheek
My hand moving
With yours
While you
Feel my passion
For you
The world around us
Stands still
As we steal
A few moments
Of pleasure
On the train ride home
Next stop
Is ours
I pull my skirt down
And slide my
Hand into yours
As we run
Off the train
Until you press me
Against a wall
And have me
With the full
Force of your desire
You enter me
Deeply and thrust
Into me forcefully
As stress melts
Into passion and love
We connect
Again
On the train ride home
I seduce you
Again
On the train ride home
I am back
Into your arms
On the train ride home
(C) 2016 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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NOTE
Yay! Writer’s Block is overπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ Finally some erotic words flowing out of me for my blue eyed muse πŸ’‹β€οΈπŸ˜ˆπŸ”₯😍

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