Appetite of Pleasure

He pushed his palm onto my chin as gentle as he puts my soft flesh

between his teeth.

I looked at the ceiling as my eyes rolled back,

the breeze exposing my yearning secrets

until he licked them like dew

on the the hottest of days.

My body eagerly slipped away into

his ravenous spell.

And I held on tight to his arms

as they were tensed in sync with my every breath.

I put his fingers in my mouth

as if there was nothing more sweet

to my deepest of pleasures.

He flipped me around and I was his until the sun came back

and we fell in love all over again.

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