Buttons
One button,
Two button,
Three button,
And so on
Until the rippled muscles are exposed,
Until the fingers can feel the hair
Scratchy, beautiful over his heart.
Her fingers trail to his shoulders,
Push the fabric back
Until it falls to the ground.
His turn.
Shoulders,
Breasts,
Waist,
And so on
Until the hem of her shirt is reached
Until the fabric is pulled up and over
And her beautiful, freckled skin is exposed.
His fingers trail to her spine,
Find the puzzle clasp
And make her secrets known.
Her turn.
One button,
Zipper,
Jeans on the floor.
Elastic band stretched,
stretched, and stretched
Until all is exposed.
Her pupils dilate,
She feels the silky heat,
And she tastes him with her tongue.
His turn.
He pushes her onto the bed,
Moves his hands up her calves.
Under her skirt, feels the lace,
And pulls it to the floor.
Urgency.
Passion replaces romance,
Fingers replace passion.
Her turn.
Grabbing for his shoulder,
Pulling him towards her,
Nails in his back...
He knows.
His turn.
Spreading her legs farther,
Entering her slowly,
Listening to her groan,
Listening to him moan.
Their turn.
Grinding.
Pulsing.
Thrusting.
Thirsting.
Wanting.
Needing.
Living.
Dying.
Resurrection.
Heaven.
Afterglow.
Heather Lin is one of the hottest young talents in erotica! Watch out for her short story “A Sleepless Night” appearing soon in the 2008 BetterSex.com Erotic Fiction Anthology!
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Hot poetry! That is seriously some very sexy poetry, which is hard to pull off just right. Great writing, great picture, nice job all round. Let's get some more of Heather Lin!