I gaze into your eyes
from between parted lips
unbeknownst to me
escapes a sigh.
Centered betwixt my thighs
there starts a burn
which causes me
for yours, to yearn.
Within my soul
my hold it slips....
In my mind
my guard it dips.
My secret urge
is to bite you upon the lips
for to watch the crimson as it drips, from the rip
in your skin I have wrought.
As my mouth begins
to nibble and caress
you are filled
with the want of my body to posess.
As my tongue gently glides along the contours of your thighs
from between your parted lips, escapes a sigh
as you moisten and start to burn
for my body does yours yearn.
Your soul is set afire with awakened desire.
I throw fuel upon the flames
for to prolongue the pain, the need
works to both our gain.
As you beg and I tease
your need for release does yet increase
my teasing has yet to cease.
My tongue begins to wander
and the mysteries of your womanhood, does it ponder.