Tell me . . . 

Would you let yourself accept my invitation to surrender?  

Would you let your nakedness get drenched in the radiating sun?

Would you let my tongue dive in to taste your warm nourishing essence?

Would you let me claim you as my own while you look into the blue sky above?

Would you let me roll us over so my hands can explore, touch, and caress every inch of you?

Would you let time and space fall away as you pleasure yourself with my body and connect our souls? 

Would you let the gentle breeze caress your skin and coax you over the edge into a refreshing pool of release? 

Would you let your eyes delve in the depths of the water or in the depths of my gazing, adoring eyes? 

Would you let wave after wave crash over you as I plunge deep into your quivering arousal? 

Would you let your songs of pleasure echo off the blossoming, fragrant trees? 

Would you let all of Creation pause to listen to your enchanting beauty?

Would you let me pour every ounce of my own desire into you?

Would you let us, with love, rejoice in each others' flesh?

Tell me...