smile across his face,his hand reached out...
she resisted..."What do you want", whispered into the still air?
He smirks,says "All Night"
She asked him again in a firmer but still soft whispering voice,
What do you want?
"You" was his answer...
It's your Birthday she replied, "What Do You... Want"?
"Slow" was his final answer...
Her head tilted back while her lips slightly parted, allowing a sigh of anticipation escaped past them...
Vivid imageries, thoughts of next time...