He comes at you with the grace of silk
You listen to every word that falls from his mouth
Beware-- he will bite into your sweetness and leave you standing
with only your thoughts dripping from your thighs
She looks at her hands
One touching his cocoa skin chest
and the other grasping his biceps
... and his hands gripped firmly on her thigh.
His lips pressed against hers
and she buries her thoughts and desires into him
for one brief moment it was just them,
and the honey dipped one more time.