This is my first, and still somewhat poor, attempt at a poem. Not my usual style, but hopefully striking a chord.
Dropped to your knees,
Your eyes dark with lust,
Locked onto mine, suspended in time,
Open and waiting, red circle of mine
Your Beautiful Mouth
Your lips surround me,
Your tongue so divine,
Licking and sucking
Drawing me in
Your Beautiful Mouth
Animal now, your groans like a rasp
My hips are in motion, and gasping, it comes
Hot strings of semen, pumped long and deep,
Filling full and over it does seep,
From Your Beautiful Mouth
Kiss long and slow, fluids exchanged
Tongues slow and sensual, sliding for ever
Lips bruised and tender,
Such pleasure is given,
Your Beautiful Mouth
