Secretions held within
A menu for arousal
Succulent kisses leave
Dewdrops upon a honey crisp skin
.
The touch of a cloudless morn
Feel as a sweet nectar escapes
Slice away those insecurities
Passion has been reborn
.
From seed to blossom
Feed desire with attempt
Remain in control
With one bite all becomes numb
.
This nourishment, opens a door
Brisk chill, clouds the vision
Held in arms, a grip so tight
Reaches into your core
.
Beg for the want to subside
Plough deep into the night
Until the screams have died
And the moans are satisfied
.
~ADayDreamWriter
Honey, want a bite of my apple 🍎?
Yes, I would love to taste your apple 🍎!
