The Sun-sation

As the sun slowly creeps over the ocean,
Light gleaming off your silk soft skin like a potion.
Waves crashing ten feet from where we lay,
Moving in close for a kiss is where our story will stay.

For quite some time,
I have longed for your touch,
Tingling sensations running down my spine,
Feeling of wanting you so much.

Moving along slowly absorbing the full pleasure of this all out attack,
The touch of your warm soft skin beneath my fingers as they slide down your back.

Loving each touch, each kiss.
Longing for each breath,
That I hold,
That I miss.

As the ocean water runs over our toes,
Over our feet,
My hands run frantically over you,
Feeling every piece.

Grabbing certain sections of your body,
Testing your trust in me.
I slide my hand up above your heart,
And now I feel I've reached the best part.

Your moans, your sighs, show me the path I must forsake,
Giving you the ultimate feeling in the moves that I make.
Tilting your head back and lifting your chest,
Then suddenly laying flat as we finally have time to rest.

I love you Leanne so very much,
And can't wait for the next touch.