A Sip

With velvet like fingers
pink painted nails
coil around his
treasure

With soft sweet lips
she craves a sip
from his brimming
cup

He quivers at her touch
wanting a slice of
her warm moist
cake

Moans drift in the air
she tastes him with
each slow dip
inside

With his head back
and mouth opened
his body trembles
as he releases

Her pouting lips now
shimmering from
shots of his
white gold