My first effort at smoldering romance...sort of.
I take her out
She is short and slim
She is brown and smooth
My eyes gaze longingly at her
From top to bottom.
Boy, I am going to enjoy this
Because I know what heats her up
I know precisely what lights her fire.
My fingers play lovingly up and down
Her tightly wrapped body
I smell her deeply provocative perfume
It is sweet, hauntingly so
She turns sensuously under my nose
I can resist no longer
My mouth is all over her slim deeply tanned body
Licking her all over until she is moist
Now! It is time; I heat her up almost to incandescence
She embraces me in her smoky arms
Intoxicating my senses like the memory
Of an old lover. It overpowers me, I swoon
I breathe deeply, over and over drawing her essence deep within
It is pleasure pure and simple, but every pleasure has its price
I try to make this experience last
Knowing that it is finite by nature, it can’t last
I measure my every breath in an effort to ration my euphoria
My head feels light like a man atop a high mountain
This feeling will last long after she is spent
But all to soon it is over
She is gone.
I realize also that she is the last of her kind
Realizing this I make a mental note:
Pick up more of these cigars.