I yearn to press my lips to hers,
then trace my tongue, slow and deep,
around her mound, where heat stirs,
taking in every flavor, rich and steep.
Her juices, warm and sweet, flood my mouth,
the only thing that can quench my thirst,
to calm the fire that rages inside,
to satisfy my deepest hunger, unrehearsed.
Each drop of her, a nectar so divine,
her taste, her scent, driving me wild,
it’s her essence I crave, time after time,
leaving me lost in passion’s beguiled.
In this moment, nothing else exists,
just her taste, her body, our bliss.
Truthfully, I need her, every part,
to settle my soul, to ignite my heart.
Aug 8, 2024
Aug 8, 2024 at 10:22 PM UTC
I yearn to press my lips to hers,
then trace my tongue, slow and deep,
around her mound, where heat stirs,
taking in every flavor, rich and steep.
Her juices, warm and sweet, flood my mouth,
the only thing that can quench my thirst,
to calm the fire that rages inside,
to satisfy my deepest hunger, unrehearsed.
Each drop of her, a nectar so divine,
her taste, her scent, driving me wild,
it’s her essence I crave, time after time,
leaving me lost in passion’s beguiled.
In this moment, nothing else exists,
just her taste, her body, our bliss.
Truthfully, I need her, every part,
to settle my soul, to ignite my heart.
