Lend me You

I want to bring you pleasure, I want your ache to end.

Your happiness I treasure, your presence is all you lend.

When we are able, and have the time to spare.

I would have you on a bed or table, stripped of all but hair.

At first I simply caress you, let my hands explore,

Discovering where you need me, where to give you more.

I seek out your tension, I target where you ache.

Forceful is my attention, you are free to groan and shake.

Once I have eased your tautness and quelled all the ire,

I move on to your pleasure, as we both desire.

Working the full body, from scalp to heel.

Seeking out your bliss, enough to make you squeal.

I want to make you quake, and involuntarily moan.

Writhing like a snake, till every thought has flown.

Awash in euphoria, and physically spent,

is how I wish to return, the presence you have lent.

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I want to bring you pleasure, to cause your ache to end.

Your happiness I treasure, your presence is all you lend.

When we are able, and have the time to spare.

I would have you on my table, clothed in naught but hair.

Starting slow and gentle, letting my hands explore,

Discovering where you need me, where to give you more.

Seeking out your tension, I target where you ache.

Forceful is my attention, you are free to groan and shake.

Unbinding your many knots, I have quelled all the ire,

We can focus on your pleasure, as we both desire.

No inch of you is missed, my fingers you now feel

seeking out your bliss. Enough to make you squeal.

I want to make you quake, and involuntarily moan.

Writhing like a snake, till every thought has flown.

Soaked through by euphoria, and physically spent,

is how I wish to return to you, the presence you have lent.