For Tonight
© 2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre mind numb Your embrace reminds me that i am warm human loved tears threaten but find no path of release my eyes close feeling your hands all over Me smelling You all through Me you here tasting Your lips tepidly with my tongue, timidly...
This Love
© 2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre Brows furrowed in far away dreams, body strong beneath our sheets, you sleep your smell bathing my senses i belong to you in these silent moments in this hallowed darkness every inch of me is Yours and the understanding breaks into a million...
Long Forgotten
© 2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre My palms across the expanse of your back so broad, so smooth i deliver my whispered gratitude of You into the small of your neck, these lips reciting long forgotten prayers of praise into your mouth before we kiss each incantation bringing...
Need You
© 2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre “OhhhMmhhh… I need you!” you’ve told me you love hearing me say it love how my body, from wanting, trembles and sways taut like a violin string, ready to make music for Your pleasure You take your time now, feeling the heat rise, feeling my...
Complete
© SJP In these early morning hours, as sleep still whispers softly in your ear, I curl into your arms, inhaling your scent aroused that I get these moments with You… groggily, you awake my gentle moans your Good Morning, as I anticipate your hands finding their place...
Desire
© 2017 Sandra Jean-PierreI need you to understand this desire… this hardened nipples pressed into your chest desire this opening my legs before I know what I’m doing? and needing your hand between desire that pause this kiss and moan into your mouth desire this slowly...
So Easily
© 2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre Small soft kisses as my legs are open for you, I am scared to breathe anticipating your touch your fingers taking already what’s Yours, I moan into your mouth marveling at how hard you’ve made me And I almost feel shame at how you turn me on...
Your Name
© 2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre I want your name to be the only words that can fall from these lips, your scent the only smell I know to inhale, your hands, the only ones to sojourn over these dangerous woman hips, these sacred woman curves. Between these thighs, your...
Femme Firsts
©2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre I wanted what she had between her legs through her jeans beneath the thin material of her boxers. Looking down at my feet words, escaped me but she knew I needed something just the same “…This…” I reach for her middle, feeling heat rise – I...