There's a softness in your teasing
Your touch, so kind and gentle
The way your fingers etch
As your tongue sketches the memory
Of skin, lips, breasts
Each curve a new marker
A shoulder to caress,
Thighs exposing to embrace
Every begging kiss of indication
That leads into another
Persuasion of lust

Clinching to hold you closer
I give into each phallus thrust
As your tongue outmaneuvers
The twisting of fingers entwined
Beneath the bed linens
As my hips rise
To grab your attention
But you only continue to tease
To please the need
To feed the hunger
Of my ambiguous devotion

Girl...
You just don't know
How much
I’d give

to ease
to tease
to push
to grind
to feel
to need
to have

One More Orgasm

With you
Between my thighs
As you attentively entertain the

d e l i g h t & c a p t i v a t i o n

Of taking; making
My body shake
With each and every twist
You ..
The master; the tease
An architect in the art
Of dancing your tongue
Along my clit
Licking, sucking, and fucking
Those white hot trusses
Before you softly whisper
“I love you”