Slipping Deeper

Slipping Deeper

Listening to your voice,

Is like having my bare skin

Caressed by the softest silk

Or the most supple of leather.

It doesn’t matter what you say,

Because it’s all in the imagery.

Painting the most seductive of

Images that can drive me wild

Just thinking about it.

You whisper such sweet phrases,

Sinking deeper with each word.

Sliding down so easily,

Letting go so completely.

Wanting.

Needing.

Craving.

Surrendering.

To the Darkness,

Only you can take me to.

Wrapped up so completely,

So easily taken deeper,

Drifting

Floating

Flowing

Sinking

Slipping

Sliding

Spiraling

Deeper.

The cadence of your mellifluous voice,

fills my mind stopping all thoughts,

Your words melting me so easily,

Sending me off into sensual warmth,

Floating in the darkness of oblivion,

Warm, content, free and safe.

You take me deeper and deeper,

Leading me with your voice.

Guiding me down to my Haven,

So easy to let go you whisper, as I respond

To your commands, to your suggestions.

Slipping deeper than before.

Kit Masters © Written November 5, 2005; 
originally posted November 7, 2005