You, without a Flaw

Your left lobe is my erogenous zone.
The golden earring teases the tongue so sweetly.
You opened your eyes, stretched with drowsy grace,
Then turning, pressed your whole body against mine for a moment.

I lose all restraint, my hands poised to devour
And they drift from your hair, tracing down to your waist.
Your silk gown is gossamer, transparent, lilac.
So yielding now, surrendered to my every desire.

There are no barriers left,
You are free, naked, ready to conquer and be conquered.
The marks of sun on your skin—flaws no longer,
I'm desperate, like a sailor, to cover them with myself at once......