Reckless temptation brimming with hope

Intense interpretation skimming her slopes

Lips like cherry skin glow against the light

Sips of carnal sin flow throughout the night

To touch her with fingers like feathered brushes

To feel as her breath lingers like tethered hushes

The soft warm smile of sexual contentment

Let my tongue slide toward sensual enticement

Breath coming in gasps and stuttered hesitation

Small deaths, kissing her lips with no tongue in exploration

Spinning my fingertip in small circles around her nipples

Grinning, I delve into her, lapping as a wave ripples

Tightening her thighs around my head, she moans

Lightening as she sighs and pushes me into her velvet throne.

-David "Dingo" Bleecher