INSIDE THE SILK

Cool silk against my hand
Soft skin beneath my palm
Fingers searching, exploring
Seeking out the source
Of sensual oils
She had secretly secreted.
Finger tips touch waiting lips
Then enter to sweet labial bliss
And with deft manipulation
Of centers of erotic pleasure
I feel her body tremor
And but a heartbeat beyond
That primeval shudder
In hurried lack of ceremony
She bid me quickly enter