As promised on Facebook this is my new poem. In fact it is a very old poem written many years ago for someone i cared about. Hope you enjoy it and write a comment.
                                                 Wanting
I want my lips to touch on yours to taste your desire.
I want to gently explore your mouth and
with deliberate hesitation between each caress
 build up the anticipation of an invitation offered -
to accept or reject.
I want to suck your nipples and feel their erect stance.
I want to nuzzle the soft areola down the dances around their pink form
and with tracing tongue
follow torso's dividing line to umbilicus' fold.
I want to place you where I speak
to feel your softness surge to firm
as probing tongue and fleshy mouth
savor your urgency.
i want to place you in my warm folds
and then I would dance for you as a bride of old.
I want you to lay me lightly on your bed
and slowly explore my contours
with lips, tongue, fingers and come into me
hard and frantic whispering you mantric prayer
as you release yourself in me.
 I want to nestle close to you
your hand on my breast
and as you fall into exhausted sleep
I want to listen to you breathe through the night
mumbling and stirring as dream's rhythms wash over you.
I want to be with you.