Slip Of The Tongue

Her mind fills with filth,
daydreams bring a smile.
Body tingles in anticipation,
begging, now, now, now.

Brown eyes slowly close,
back arching just enough.
Palm glides over pallid flesh,
moving down, down, down.

Digits pull the zipper,
tugging at dark denim,
Heart beating all alone,
hearing, pound, pound, pound.

Hand slips between thighs,
feeling such a warmth.
Finger teasing damp cotton,
circling 'round, 'round, 'round

Now
she starts,
too needy to stop.
Body heating.
Body squirming.
Longing for it.

Down
she slides,
feeling the heat.
Slipping in.
Slipping out.
Here she goes.

Pound
a pillow,
with her palm.
Back arching.
Thighs quivering.
Loving it so.

'Round
her mind,
spun fantasies.
Moaning soft.
Moaning loud.
Here she comes.

Body shakes.
A chill.
Toes curl.
A detail.
Lips part.
A moan.
Voice screams.
A name.

Not his name.
A new name.
A forbidden name.
A better name.HER name.

Oops.