More Than Just Amber...
My tongue
craves ......
to lick the bristles .
of your ,
snatch.
To push within,
Your sex.
To taste the hunger......
I crave so much.
To make you sigh .
To hear you cry,
And whimper, so.
To make you,
Come!
I miss, that moment.
Of when you arch......
And flood....... my
Mouth.
With,
Nectar.
Giajl © Jim Love