My Lips

They are the gateway
To my salivating mouth
Aching to feel the heat of you
Warming them up

Anticipation is growing
Quite the aphrodisiac
Lustful thoughts filling my head
Just imagining your taste

Begging whispers cross time and space
Urging you, Sir
To come to me
Quench my carnal thirst

Two tongues intertwined
Slithering in ecstasy
Four lips dripping
In our sin filled grins