Seeing your rose petal about to bloom
My fingers traversing through your secret garden
Your precipitation running down my fingers as the sweet aroma of your flower comes to me
I glance at you my mahogany temptress
The nectar from my fingers greets my tongue so sweetly
Down on my knees to tend to your flower garden
My tongue caresses the gateway to the beautiful rose.
Your dew droplets run down my cheeks and rest upon my collar
The petal blooms for me as I drink your sweet honey like nectar
Memories of tasting the ripe sweet honeycombs from my youth are recaptured in my mind as your taste likens the sweetness
Grasping my shoulders your fingers trace up my neck as your drippings overflow in my mouth as my tongue tends to your rose petal
In the garden of Eden only does a flower this beautiful bloom in your sweet caress
My tongue gentle tending to the walls surrounding your rose petal
Throbbing from my quote unquote tending to your garden
It's finally bloomed glistening from your sweet nectar i clasp it with my lips
Cries from the intoxicating pleasure seep through the whispers from you
Your overflowing as my face is painted with your tantalizing nectar
I thank the heavens for being granted access to such a beautiful treasure
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Poetry For The Lustful
FantasíaA breathtaking poetic take on fantasies designed to satisfy your mental cravings while taking your body on a slow and seductive trip from your hands. The poems will captivate you and the short stories of brief yet passionate encounters will leave yo...
