I touch your skin,
Just once I begin,
Feel the slide,
The glide,
The slip and dip,
And swoop and swish,
Of my hand,
I wish,
To stroke,
Provoke,
Invoke,
The fire of desire,
As fingers linger,
Then pass on,
Gone,
Returning,
Cause we're both yearning
For more pleasure,
My treasure.
Donovan Baldwin