Crystal Beads

Crystal beads of water lie moist against my skin
Like the dewdrops on satin petals of the sweetest rose
A glistening of pink so subtle and so pleasing
An elixir for your senses to behold

A tantalizing circle you draw with your fingertip
Pressed gently against my crystal beads
This liquid anticipation quivers at your touch
Then flows gently into all my silken need

The whisper of your breath a moist warm mist of haze
Surrounds the circles you have drawn in the dew
Like the rose’s upturned face shining at the sun
The crystal beads have captivated you

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