Tangled sheets, white.
Soft. Light spilling
through her blinds..
Pillows reckless.
inviting for the touch.
Her shirt tossed away.
Bare. Eyes. Dark brown,
drift to her slender.
Wild fruit surrendered.
Timid through the shadows.
Delicate. Satin curves.
A rose petal tip. Hers.
Lingers there.
Honey.suck.le. Gentle fierceness.
His mouth makes perfect. Circles
Traces her. Follows the sunshine that bathes the edges.
Wanders across her supple.
Nectarine skin.
Sharing the wave. together.
rise and fall.
Wet on his lips. In his mind.
His is on the bed.
On the tangled sheets.
Watching the light dance.
Over. She.
Andrew Tipton
