Across your torso
I trace a continent
with my tongue
place my lips
to your warm
earth
Across oceans
of light
and time
we dance
an ancient tribal
dance
Tag Archive: oral
You,
the driving force behind
the curtain
your invisible
humming machine
twirling coal into diamonds
what is this madness
you call
a tongue?
(3rd Place winner – 2009 Seattle Erotic Art Festival)
pulse–
steady…
upon my bed
her rose in bloom
and what do you do with a
rose?
you…
inhale…
marvel at it’s
many folds…
gently brush your lips against it
teasingly…
teasingly…
pulse–
racing…
upon my bed
her fountain awaits
and how do you drink from
a fountain?
lips placed gently inside
to taste god’s sweet nectar
with
quivering tongue
slowly…
slowly…
pulse–
frantic…
upon my bed
her river overflows
and how do you ride
a river?
enter ever so gently…
stroke where the currents
flow…
deeper…
deeper…
pulse–
explodes…
Spring sun streaming
through bedroom window
scent of ocean
in the air
Breakfast in bed
Her legs
Spread like preserves
Tongue
devouring her sweetness
