The most sensual piece of clothing. It hides all that you want to explore.
Sari….
It is….
my body wrapped in anticipation
You must know
the dance of pleats, folds, and hooks
the fabric turns and twists
meandering more than your tongue can fathom
So boy,
Run your fingers from the nape
seek the first drape
slip it from the shoulder
Your hands grab my waist chain
clench it, bite it,
watch it tumble to my feet
pull me closer, breathe me in
The pleats at my belly
scrunch them
tug them slowly
the drapes are undone
You’re aching for my skin
Wait….
there’s a skirt to maneuver
before you reach the place you want to devour
the pile of fabric on the floor
look, pause
it’s your journey so far
now, I wrap YOU in the cotton
it’s my turn
Oh, honey!
we’ve just begun









