descent

"going down..."

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our lips brush
as our fingers touch,
binding our passion
while simultaneously
loosing it.
fingers lock,
as do lips,
and our bodies melt
into each other.

your eyes close
as i explore your lips;
your involuntary
deep inhalation
impales your firm breasts
against my chest,
arousing me
with delicious thoughts.

like a lure,
your nipples entice me
to leave your lips,
trace your jaw,
nip your ear,
and enjoy
the slow descent.

your hands
grab my hair,
guiding me
needlessly.

i know where
you need me
to be.

Published 17 years ago

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