Her sun- kissed breasts 
On display 
Wrapped in her tight bikini 
Lifted for all the world to see 
Then, then she danced 
Removing that polka dotted 
Bikini top for me 
Revealing her dark pink nipples 
That harden to my touch 
That make me want to reach out 
And touch them,
Hold them,
Massage them 
Run my fingers around her areole 
Pinch them
Bite them 
Making her sing and dance 
As I attend to her 
Deepest needs 
Trailing my finger 
Down her cheek 
I whisper ……
“Is there anywhere else
That you need my attention?”