That Kiss

My mouth brushes against her, just lightly at first,
enjoying the softness and warmth of her lips.
Desire scorched, I press beyond to ease my thirst.
With hummingbird gestures, I sample her nectar in small sips.

Growing arrousal consumes me in flame,
as I crave her taste and sounds of delight.
Tongue in motion, ever moving for this game.
Smooth, shaved flesh entrancing me this night.

Trembling and shuddering as I work her slit.
Clutching fingers grip the sheets very tight.
My tongue flicks rapidly over her swollen clit,
then she arches and screams into the night.

This is the most intimate way to kiss,
going down and giving her head.
The return pleasures I will not miss,
as she reaches out to grip me, pulling me to her bed.