Gifted Touch

An erotic poem

Closing my eyes with my caress
Touching curves with such finesse
Fingers trail with eager touch
Along my thigh back to the crease
I hear a noise do I cease
Its too late now come and watch
Into my watery depths I find
Soft lips of skin all mine
You stand above me with a smile
As I release the woes of the day
With pure delight I show you
How to do it right
Take it gentle baby don’t be in a rush
Touch me slowly it means so much
My finger slides in deep
With such pleasure my folds weep
Touching my bosom so round
My finger to my lips as I taste
Slowly lifting my body as I release
Under my gifted touch