your mouth whispers,
sweet nothings,
to my skin...
i become, liquid,
in anticipation.

your tongue creates,
pathways, from mouth
to neck, to breast tips,
to *****....
i shiver, and sigh
in  gratification.

you, part my thighs
and enter my soul
and make the earth....
heaven.
i cry and weep,
in ecstatic, adulation.

but we have, just begun....

my mouth whispers,
sweet nothings,
to your skin.....