Every Drop of Essence

Being with her is not enough
I need to do more than feel her
Nothing quite as mundane as love
More than an unquenchable desire
 
Looking into her deep brown eyes
while touching lips, top to bottom
     Soft till moist, saliva enticed
       Rising heat as tongues meet
Inspire fondling together in tandem
 
No control, quick to disrobe
I slowly melt into her curvy flesh
        I nibble a bit on her erect tit,
        She presses me against her body
as our karnal urges begin to mesh
 
Crashing gently into a plush antique chair
She giggles and moans as I peck all over her
          My anxious lips slide around her hips
          guided by the fragrance of a her essence
and quenched by every drip of her moisture
 
More than the climax, more than passion
more than the love that flows from her fountain
Every sip of her mystique is an erotic sensation
Every drop of essence is a soulful connection