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Taste Your Nectar
Passion filled thoughts
belying hungry eyes
longing
yearning
to reach for you
and
touch
as a soft felt-like winged butterfly
lightly landing
to taste sweet nectar.
I stop
first to breathe in
the sweetness of your skin.
My patience
is in hope of a passion filled
sexual, ecstasy reward.
To the soft point
of your ear
I follow the trail
to the warmth of your cheek
in view of rosette lips
which I gently kiss
as I close my eyes
to accept your gift
of warmth and affection.
I pass onto your neck
not touching
but holding close
slowly
breathing out
upon your neck
a warm breeze
to give to you a summer night's chill
in view of a star filled sky
sharing with you
the thrill of a beautiful night.
The tip of my tongue reaches out
to taste you my flower
from the length of your neck
pass the sun of your smile
to soft hills of your shoulder
between the pass
of your substantial, tapered breasts
to follow the aroma of flowers
to its center
where there
into your garden
I come
then taste
your sweet nectar.
Written by AlaKing
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