I started at your temples,
circled your pretty-eyes
with fluttering-butterflies,
I nibbled pixie-nose
to succulent open-lips,
O yes, your delicious mouth!

I brushed a delicate neck
south to hardened pleasures,
each one a delicacy,
then sank between
heaving ribs
to pretty-button.
You giggled as I moved
over flat terrain, tenderly
to your nirvana-mound,
found them tickling petals,
a tasty flower!

Then onward
inside your spread-thigh,
over dimpled bent-knee
to suckle
your rose painted-toes!

Lord knows,
I went straight back up,
rather quickly,
to taste Heaven once
again & again,
you sighed,
I cried with joy!