In detail I taste something sweet
I double-dip my fingers in the sweet nectar
A juice so delectable that I may venture back many times
Each time bringing back a sense of de ja vu
- Of me holding you
Remebering each delicate kiss placed upon your fermented lips
Same sashay and sway with the rocking of your hips
The intensity of desire in your eyes draw me near
Holding onto me your lips softly grazing my ear
Unnatural spoken bonds lets me know where to put my lengthy digits
Touching and groping you with hinest intentions
'Why are you teasing me? ' is your whining yearnung voice bckoning me my name be said
I spend the night
Only we know the details
Arienne Smith
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/details-2/
