Our lips bond together.
On a limb, but I reach out
for the desire to press my
my tongue against yours.
To feel the suction of you,
sucking me in ever so close.
I've slightly fallen
We do the tango, twisting
around, turning me upside
down till I feel dizzy.
And juices leak from each
crease of our mouths.
So sweet, my ears heard a
love song that was unsung.
I've slightly fallen
In his seduction , succulent, erotic
pleasures which quench my thirst.
I got a Jones. Both of them attracting
at will. The steam from fevered bones.
While my heart and mind plays
the fiddle. Still we sip as he
thrust himself gently, palming my
parts as if they were gems in
his hand.
I've slightly fallen
Like a three pierced tongue ring,
our liquids spill over my lips, cheeks
and chin. To taste him I am confident.
For him I flow as his lady in reassurance.
I've slightly fallen
I'm swimming within this man's wine.
But, if I should drown myself
among his deletable kisses;
there is unharmed because
his love is my ocean.
I have slightly fallen into...
By Jessica Hughes aka JH_Poetry