I whisper kisses harsh and warm

That land like delicate petals

Aching to break free from confinement

As they softly uncover scented skin

I dance my tongue against the barest neck

As cold and pure as winters feet

Waiting for heat with withheld breathes

Your eyes taunt me, burning blue

I lower my mouth over your slender chest

Finding spots that trigger you to blush

My mouth guides me between ripe breasts

As red areola's pierce my tongue

I lose the stewardship of restless hands

As my fingers linger waist side

I ponder cryptic repercussions

Lifting your dress with undisguised ferocity

Your waist, bare white, invites my lips

I press them forth nourishingly

Creamy legs hold tauntingly tight

I pry them open, on my knees

My tongue presses upwards, finding soft fabric

Which I tease with a dampening kiss

I lower it an inch too far

Brushing my touch over a mound of divinity

I kiss it closely, afraid to lose

As moistening scents fill me wholly

My tongue plays, pried to enter

Whilst rolling circles with heated vigour

Before I stand up and politely step aside

Crossing steady hands which leave you restless.