Like smoke on the water
she slithered
through his mind
mysterious vapor
seeping into senses
sultry fire tinged perfume
with cool fingered touch
spiced ember taste of woman
teasing his hunger
all of her winding ’round
lust-filled thoughts
whispering prurient promises
caressing his writhing ache
as he lay
in the mist of her fantasy
*
©MidwestFantasy
08/15/2018
Ph- by Charlotte via Deviant Art
(Written for the Tuesday Prompt at GoDogGoCafe where I am a contributing barista. Check it out!)
Midwest Fantasy Writes 
Mm, caressing my writhing ache…. yes… x
LikeLiked by 1 person
A lovely piece of sensual writing, and I enjoyed the rhythm of these lines
“she slithered
through his mind
mysterious vapor
seeping into senses”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Much appreciated Ivor
LikeLiked by 1 person
Always my pleasure
LikeLiked by 1 person