Caught inside
Your strawberry stare tonight.
And let the swirls inside your pupils
Carry me on waves
To precious flights.
And drop me right in front of you.
You know, the kind of 'close'
That lets me feel your peachy breath
Upon my hungered neck.
Lost inside your world.
Ice cream fingers trail my sides
And send a chill into my bones
In forms of broken sighs.
Countered by the heat
Residing
On that
Barbecue tongue.
Cooking up a fire.
Salivating sizzles
When you prick me oh so softly
With its tip
And how I hope
You never take it off me...
At least until
We've sampled every aspect
Of our meal bodies.
From the freshly cut little lettuce kisses.
To the whip cream make out wishes
Spread across our cries.
And I can see the apple in your eye
That gleams as if so freshly shined
As I taste the final crevice...
Those...
Vanilla thighs
Pour milk.
Like silk
Across me.
As your candy eyes roll back
In all the sweetness
That has lost me.
Now covered in moans of sticky honey.
Coats my body warm
As I take fingertips
To dip
Inside your buttery lake
And bring them to my mouth.
Oh, what a taste...