The Seducer Poem by Philip St. Cyr

From the corner of his eye, he watches her,
eying her every motion
He is the predator and she is the prey,
so he watches her...waiting to make his move,
like a shadow in the darkness of the night,
he lurks close, but appears invisible
Slowly he inches nearer to broaden his view
with his target in full range,
the picture gradually becomes clearer
as he inches even closer
He then steps out of the 'shade' and into the 'light',
making his appearance his appearance known
as she turns and looks around, she is met by his presence
and they now stand face to face and eye contact is made
he then decides to make his move;
Careful not to pounce,
he begins soothing her, gently her face with his hand,
as he whispers sweet nothings into her ear
then he strokes through the strands of her hair,
while inhaling the intoxicating fragrance of her body,
he gradually allows the mood to set in
before he approaches her with his lips
His lips dance closely with hers
as he greets her with the wet of his kiss
her lips return the greeting wanting more
so he begins to caress her, as their tongues intertwine
all the while, their eyes are locked in a daze
as if trying to read each others thoughts,
as signals are vivid and clear
their eyes close as they are indulged in passion
he then slowly romances her with his lips
kissing the outer to the hollow of her neck
as her head eases become with pleasure
he continues, slowly easing downward
he gradually moves downward,
exploring her entire body with the brush of his tongue
indulging her as he uses long languorous stokes
her body is tensed and she shutters with bliss
from the flick of his tongue against her skin
She signals him to continue,
rubbing her deeply into the hollow of his back
he feels her wanting
so fills her with more desire
as he more readily partakes of her
He then begins to penetrate the surface
as he is driven with passion
the motion of the two entangled bodies
is continual for seemingly moments on end
in a continuous dance until he finds another more suitable
on and on through the night, minutes turn into hours
as he passionately romances her
never growing weary until the point of climax