Tears

Laying alone in the darkness,
Hiding in the shadows of night.
The soft sound of footsteps,
give me such a fright.


The outline of a man i see,
Standing in my doorway.
He walks slowly over,
And my breath he steals from me.


I felt the gentle pressure,
Of his weight upon my bed.
The so familiar heat,
From long denied pleasure.


His hand above my skin,
not touching just skimming.
I feel the heat of his body,
Through my gown so thin.


It has been so long for me,
I have been so alone.
I am afraid yet not,
Of the man i cannot see.


Then i catch a scent,
so familiar and so tender.
This cannot be i shudder,
As his hand slides to my knee just bent.


I cannot see who this is,
But peace and calm i feel,
along with desire well hidden,
and divisible bands of steal.


He starts with my ankles,
glides up my calf so light,
his gentle touch like shackles,
holding me so tight.


Not with force or pain,
but with touch and feeling.
My muscles melt,
with every inch he is moving.


To my knee and then my thigh,
He moves with no hurry,
causing a throb that starts in my womb,
and moves to a puddle and then i sigh.


On up into me, he caresses my lips,
so wet and swollen,
he pushes in his fingertips.
and stops for a moment.


Letting me see
that no force he will use,
if i want i must beg,
for his touch i will plead.


A cry escapes me,
saying please touch me there.
A deeper he goes inside me,
harder and without care.


grasping at his wrist
i beg him to take me now,
not caring who he was,
not caring when or how.


But a finger he withdraws
dripping drops of me
and puts it to my lips
telling me to be calm


His lips replace his hands
in his easy play
his tounge a torment of pleasure
and of pain


flicking his tounge inside me
licking and sucking at me now
making me squirm and wiggle
gasping though not sure how or why


He stands up so silently
and sheds his clothing to the floor
going across the room
he gently closes the door


He comes back to me in moments
and covers my body with his
Gently he spreads my thighs
With his leg and hips


I can feel his throbbing manhood
upon my stomach tight.
The tension in my grows
Like the moon on a dark dark night


With one thrust he shatters me
in pleasure and delight.
so full and tender
He sunders me with his might


pushing in and out,
with gentleness and strength
building me once again
to that mount of stars so bright


still his scent teases me
clinging to my skin
mixing with our sweat,
and just silently sinking in


With his lips upon my throat
one hand grasping my breast
one final lunge he made
To guide us to the crest


And at the moment of utmost pleasure
I come down from that high
He cups my face so tender,
reigning kisses on my eyes.


He brings his lips down to my ears,
and then i wake
in my bed all alone
with his smell all around me,
and his voice i softly hear,
I love you BG, and on my pillow is my tears.