Lips and Grips

Feel me prying you open,
from ankles to skirt
those nylons ascend
to summon a squirt

Despite our attempts
to calm such seductions,
you drive me to linger
at the source of that suction

My name like a melody
that sticks in the head,
rising those legs
to be thoroughly fed

Holding me hostage
my tongue doesn't stop
that fragrance and flavour
is all that I want

Coffee and candy
on the floor, and the bed
these bold conversations
are never mislead

This rush of excitement
you've got me so hard
these precious sensations,
we can't disregard

Touching these nerves
and tightly united,
I know we both tried
but it's best we don't fight it.