LIPS

It was good,
It felt so real,
I was drawn,
Like a bee,
Ready to get nectar.

So luscious,
They speak their own language,
So addictive,
So tantalizing.

They taste like,
Chocolate,
Strawberry,
Raspberry,
All fused into one.

My body tingles,
My fingers twiddle,
My breasts are drawn to the middle,
Like an addict,
I can’t resist a little.

Mmmm,
Give me more,
My body can’t resist no more,
I’ve tasted many flavors,
None is as good as yours.

© thelma migue, 2009