The Thought Of Your Lips

The thought of your lips
Keep my imagination on fire
Their promise of soft sweet kisses
Draw me to you like a bee to a flower
Want you to sensually rock my world
Those lips grow in my dreams
They rain down on me
Like the warm summer rain
Touching each pore of naked skin
Cleansing my very soul
The magic of your tongue
Slipping between my lips
Dancing in my mouth
Sucking the energy out of me
As you send your fire into my body
Waking up my desires
Bringing me to life
In this moment of closeness
I am forever locked
Within those kissing lips
Where hungry eyes devour me
Reaching in to pull out my soul
Giving me the taste of your passion
In the most sensual way
Making my body respond to you