Your lips
reminds me of wine,
beautiful,
sweet,
it leaves me drunk in love.
your lips,
as talented as your fingers,
do wonders to my body,
leaving poetic lines
on my neck,
down to my breasts.
I get high in ecstasy,
as they go lower,
and lower,
until it gets to where it aches the most
where I'm already a pool of hot mess,
there,
your lips forms a smile,
the sexiest and arrogant before they dive in,
taking me to seventh heaven,
singing hymns of pleasure
until I'm quivering
and screaming in climax.
Your name the only word on my lips.
your lips are just orgasmic.
©humble
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