KissingNeck

Oh…….

Satin moment, silken sensation

Lips teasing skin

With a delightful persistence

I come to you

All too willing to melt,

Aching to meld,

But you banish the lust

By taking me to a moment

When all I want

Is your tongue on that spot

Below my throat

And I don't want you to hurry

Or rush

Or think about a blessed thing

But the taste of my skin

Under hungry lips,

Grazing me until my flesh

Glows softly

And my mind accepts

That there is no better drug

Than your kiss,

No more important moment than this.

Ahhhhhhh…….

Ohhhhhhh…….

More……please more.

And if there is stirring beneath my fingers

It will wait  for it's own sweet time.

For now, I will throw back my head,

And sink into your caress

And pulse in your arms

Like a flower aching to bloom,

To spill it's pollen for an ardent bee

Ready to consume what sweetness I bear……..