lovely flashes
of delight.
My mouth keeps talking but my eyes roam,
down there, promise
shimmers bright.
One lifts up slightly, then the next one,
pretty dances
draw my gaze.
What’s wrong, you ask me; dry mouth swallows
in this moment’s
dazzling haze.
Your eyes like lights and I’m the deer here,
caught admiring
virgin land.
A quirking eyebrow tickles questions,
my soul, a sparrow
in your hand.
Amazement holds you, my knees lower,
pleasure at my
fingertips.
I gently lift them, my eyes praying,
bring them close to
parting lips.
Another gasp sounds and you shiver.
You softly moan; my fingers quiver.
An invitation I can’t miss.
My heart soars wildly and I capture
between my lips in perfect rapture
your shiny, wiggly toes in bliss.
Quite moistly sucking, tongue-filled, needy,
with untamed lust and dirty, greedy,
I offer them a lover’s kiss.
