Dishes Done
Coffee cups rattle
dishes shake!
Nestled behind you at the sink
tasting treasures of flavored pink
Your hands immersed in warm water,
Sweet flesh burning
my lips melting
our pleasures melding
My tongue flutters
your grip tightens
hypnotic trances
butterfly dances
Dishes soaking,
Our minds playing
your body swaying
puddles flowing,
Deeper and deeper
searching
probing,
Ecstasy releasing
I rise, you turn,
Eyes on fire
you slide,
I feel your famished lips glide
Dish soap hands take hold,
Man uncontrolled
beating so hard
pounding so deep
Your look, your smile
as you tease to please,
Lollipop heaven!
Engulfed passion!
Drained and gone
dishes done...
©Brian Glenn