I saw some lipstick and am listening to some music and I just wanted to write something more provocative. Left it gender neutral on purpose. Wish I wrote this depicting something more "filthy" but... ya do what you can.
The humming of the birds inside the butterflies of my heart and tummy start AFTER the blueberry-peppermint scents of your hair tickle and dance in my nose, but BEFORE the streams of amber and yellow rush to drown the still forest living on your face, in warmth and peace, so that I might see your lips, acquaint my hand with your hips, to hush and silence these birds... that's when I kiss you~!
My lips are fresh berries And my heart, a creamy peach. When I speak, My mouth drips mango juice, Delectable and raw. My mind is plentiful dragon fruit. My eyes are green melon, Bright and dewy. My fingertips, fragile blackberries, Tender and rich. My lungs are tangy lemon slices. To match my lemon soul- Consuming crisp air. My tongue, pleasant as pomegranate **** and joyful. I am alive.