Ripe

Ripe berries strain beneath your shirt
Cool breeze and deep desire tease them pert
Pinched between wanton parted lips
Outline traced by gentle finger tips
Hands glide over tender soft midriff
As untucked fabric starts to come adrift.
Moist tongue caresses ivory smooth teeth
Yearning eyes devour what lies beneath.
On dropped knees I smell your musky scent
Moist damp gusset I must circumvent
Covering soft folds of parted lips.
Nose nuzzled while I firmly grasp your hips.
Taste sweet nectar seeping through black lace
Legs parted to engulf my smothered face.