Wickedly Sipping

Wickedly sipping my thoughts
Drinking in each image
Tasting savouring
Their erotically seducing flavour
Its mesmerising
Strangely hypnotic
I have become a voyeur in my head
With each new picture that appears
Carnal whispers
Seeping incantations
That deeply stir my core
Slow seductive songs
Surrounding me like the whispers
They flirt
They tease
Caressing my senses
Then hot steamy eyes
Burn me
Liquid pools of molten desire
Simply melting
Everything in their gaze
Caught up in the carnage of the storm
The rain of lust
The wind of passion
Then laid tenderly in the eye of love
Senses quaking
As wickedly thoughts reach their peak
Racing clambering
Exploding
In erotic and sensual delirium