You stand naked before me,
With the thickness of your length, towering outward before my eyes,
Bouncing high in the air with pulsation's of anticipation,
Its veins thick from fast flowing blood, flowing up to its ballooning head...
Your eyes stare in a fixate glance, that seems to swallow all of me at once,
As your ample fingertips patiently wait at your side,
Knowingly they will soon be roaming freely, endlessly, across the vastness of the exposed flesh of my body,
Climbing my hills, walking through my valleys, and diving into the current of my river...
My expose tongue wets my lips, as my fingertips awaken my flesh,
In anticipation, of your first touch...