I want to know the salty smell of your sweat
As my kisses begin their descent between your shoulders

I want to see the apprehension of judgement fade from your eyes as your dress slides off,
And desire washes self-consciousness away, so much so that you stop caring and just want me to take you

I want to play hide and seek with your lingerie, zip after strap
Until the last hook of your bra surrenders and there’s only skin left

I want to know what your breath sounds like when it gets slightly heavier
Because you know that first times happen once and that there’s no way back now

I want to rub the grain of your skin between my thumb and index
And go on a treasure hunt on your body, to find the marks that only those who’ve loved you know

I want to smell, and sniff, and snuffle and tease, everywhere, famished Wanderer of Love
Leaving no stone unturned. Relish the lullaby of our bodies whispering to each other as they become one

I want to befriend your breasts, slowly. Say hello first, then savour your nipples in a million ways
Taking my time. Get acquainted.
Do you like them licked? Do you like them nibbled? Will you watch when I do?

I want to feel our hands criss cross. In friendship first, like in a dance hold
And, from there, slowly melting into intimacy, passion, and then sheer lust

I want to feel the pressure of your palm on my head imperceptibly change from a stroke to a push
As it starts to speak up and tell me where to go

I want to hear the murmur of your voice getting louder, breaking through the silence and the twilight.
Louder and louder. You may not scream today. It’s OK, there will be time for that

I want to know how you taste

I want you to give in. Open up. Lose yourself under me
And feel you hips collapse from bliss as they take me down with them

And then I want to know the pace of your hand as it starts searching for the spots I like
Because it’s you now, who wants to find out what makes me tick and will have my eyes roll backwards

I want to know if your mouth will morph from its usual shy Doctor Jeckyll into to an insatiable Mr Hyde
Eating my body the way I guess it does chocolate when no-one’s around

I want to know that you’re here and want to be here, with me, at that very moment
Where nothing else matters and we give Death, Life and Everything inbetween the finger for a minute

I want to know, I just do.
Not impatient, but not that patient either.

Join me. Come.
You’re invited.