“Gazing Fascinations”



A simple touch of your impetuous lips
Placing goose bumps all over my quell flesh
Your anointed gift, rising flare to my hips
Moist, supple sensuality is meshed

Captivate my senses riveting need
Munificent spirit rise, gasping sighs
Heart song strung, rapidly I breathe
Your gazing fascinations reach mine eyes

However could I ‘magine the beauty
That would cause these breasts; succinctly to rise
Calling hither, esoterically powered.
The mind’s eye, intuitively sought spies

Beseeching reverently you, in awe
Metaphysical enlightenment saw




Kristine Kenyon
© 9.21.2009