Going Down (Version #2)

It is where I would like to be most.

You are my leopard; you are my host.

Tonight, my tongue is a serpent.

My touch upon your lips will be potent.

Let me gaze upon your passage way.

Welcome to the kingdom of foreplay.

As I taste your inner beauty.

Inside I explore deeply.

Our tryst has just begun,

It’s where I nuzzle upon your sacred garden.

I will lick voraciously forever.

I’ll move in even closer.

With my tongue I orchestrate a symphony.

I first start out so very gently.

Then with a strong powerful thrust.

I taste, I must.

You are my Aphrodite in essence.

I swallow your innocence.

Summer moon in the mist.

Gyrating in and out, just kissed.

Humming birds have nothing on me.

My speed is fiery.

I gather your moist lips with my tongue.

Your orgasmic chorus has been sung.

The clock strikes midnight.

A torrid affair we unite.

© 2005 David Greg Harth

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