surrogate sensations

voices,

loud and wild,

drove her from the shadow

of safety

and into the welcoming 

night.

anger was the catalyst

but pain 

would be the ignition

for her desires.

she drove

with furious speed

throwing wind 

into the face of caution,

racing 

to do the daring deed

that would calm her nerves

once more.

she fell

into arms

soft and sweet...

laced with the perfume

of times past,

they explored.

vertical and horizontal

lips

meet in a wet embrace

that sends chills,

warm and moist,

through pleasure peaks

firm with anticipation.

her tender tongue

teased a need

for total

tantalization.

faster and faster,

pussycat

flutters 

lady in the boat

while torrid scenes

pull sighs

from their throats.

she must forget,

she must not regret

the reason

her climax explodes

before womanly eyes

leaving salty trails

on creamy thighs.

gin and juice

dulls the senses

yet the reason she came

was to come

and that she did.

but naked laments 

fill their souls

as the reason for the

encounter

remains the same.