She sits primping in the mirror
I could watch her for hours
Where her neck joins her shoulders
God that’s the place
Her entire body is beautiful indeed but
that curve is my favorite part
Something so sensuous there
She always brings be back for more
A little eye shadow here
A little mascara there
Her beauty tools never stop
My eye returns to that neck line
She always lures me back for more
She applies the lipstick
Her mouth forms that pre-yawn
partially flattening her lips
The scalding hot, red grease
slides effortlessly on the pink flesh
By now my vision is glued to the neck
I helplessly come back for more
Next the perfume, so delicately
joining her body smell
becoming the breath of sex
Scented it goes
straight to my titillated, fevered brain
She stands undressed, turns
and starts toward me
The frantic almost fierce embrace
is instantaneous
Like I said I always come back for more