A glance that lingers to a gaze
Got me in a daze
A touch becomes a grip
Now, move in for the kiss
Deep
Like this
Taking care not to miss
Those areas that make me hiss
Sucking in air, biting on my lip
Breaths quicken with the rise of my breasts
Heart pounding against your chest
Murmuring, “Damn, baby YOU ARE SO WET!
Tell me it’s…” well, you know the rest
Craving my lips & their taste
(Not the ones on my face)
Licking, sucking & kissing 'til my hips jerk & sway
Hands upon my waist
Gently guiding me into place
Running along my spine
Squeezing my behind
A gasp escapes
I throb & ache
Anticipate
Your next move
Continue to
Explore & arouse me even more
Lower
Inside of my thigh
Sigh
My leg lifted high
Foot at rest against your chest
A look
As you raise it
To your lips
An begin to lick, suck & kiss
Each & every one of my toes
Slow
Pull you close & moan
“Baby”
Pleading
Enter to me
All inhibitions gone
Melting
Afterglow
Of you
Masterfully
&
Sensually
Stimulating
My erogenous zones
Whoa...I leave you a towel to
Whoa...I leave you a towel to wipe your chin!
"Deepinyourdreams"
thank you
thank you
Erogenous zones
Very sensual poem, full of expectation. Love your writing its very itimate and teasing.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Exquisitely written . . .
and the foot kiss, which some poets handle awkwardly, is done very well here.
Starward
thank you very much
thank you very much
Wow
Pass the wet towel please. I should write a hot one...but I'm 62 and won't be able to distinguish between the rush and the flash (smile).
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