On my lips
Fingers tracing, tickling, teasing,
Hot breath exploring soft blushing skin,
Urgent usherings through new folds uncovered
by subtle moans and seductive moves.
Tasting love,
testing Love,
discovering... GASPS!
Heartbeat, hot breath, quivering lips,
Glistening baubles of feminine mystique,
Trembling 'neath touches of male desire,
Presure in rhythm brings writhing and giggling,
Dividing the covers with sweet scents of love.
Nibbling with lips and teasing with tongue,
That blow the world and it's woes far away
Poetry by Yummy_guy
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Written on 2007-03-28 at 10:36
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