drops of my cologne.
just a few to make panties drop.
young, old, older, as a river runs down their leg.
miles long smooth a nylon stocking riding to a pussy wet so sweet.
my fingers come just to die.
the taste sweeter yet finger licking good.
the taste of sugar and salt.
yet I devour it sweetly my head buried between thighs.
such sweetness just to let me die.
my neck my skin delectable to the taste.
as you savor the chocolate in-between.
yet you die coming up for air.
a slice of heaven you drown in.
intoxicated drunk you dream of the touch that haunts you.
aching it crawl underneath your porcelain skin.
a kiss you can't escape nor do you want to.
I was salvation in this bed.
in this paradise we laid here alive just to be dead.
yet I melt in your arms I die in your mouth.
the taste of lipstick i can't do without.
yet my cologne it linger on your bra.
it tenderizes your skin.
a mixture of sweat perfume and cologne.
a euphoric stench.
yet I'm in-between your legs eating my fill you sexy wench.
as I suffocate on the heaven and utter hell I felt.
knowing your blue eyes died in something like a erotic trance.
knowing it was hell to pull away from your lips.
gasping for air cuz I knew I couldn't live without your kiss.
your soft palms caressing my body yet it was the torture I missed.
yet just a few drops of this voyage that created this bliss.
this magic in the sheets.
to know we haunted the dark.
©darkmocha
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