Honey Drips

I have risen to the touch
of your tongue and lips it's such
a pleasure pleasing you as well
there are no words with which to tell

the way I feel from your teasing
growing stronger, increasing
the way you sigh when I caress
touching skin we're on the crest

of waves and waves of letting go
riding high then sinking low
into your creamy deep pink trough
rising once again I'm off...

honey drips on where you're slick
for me to taste, to lick and lick
and on me too for you to share
a sweet mouthful of me down where

I have risen to the touch
of lips and tongue to feel so much
up and down and poke and sip
as you taste with lips my tip