lips of lovers

i formatted this poem in haiku format, 5-7-5

my lovers lips curl,
gratitude embellishing,
purring on my skin.

he raises a stare,
his hands exposing my thighs,
he purrs once again.

lusting my body,
exploring his senses,
devouring me.

hesitancy waits,
with no white surrender flag,
i am his fully.

bare, white, broken skin
athena holds her head high,
washing my body.

purity in bloom,
covered in a silk, white lace,
i am beautiful.

my lovers lips curl,
painting his skin onto mine,
loving me fully.