sultry

my love look at my hands
remember the pleasure they bring
look at my lips as I lick them
remember the feelings thy deliver
it gets you in that sultry mood
that single thing you will soon be needing
the passion you and I will be feeling
being naked together later this evening
and the liquid that will flow
like ambrosia we will drink our fill
till we yield to exhaustion
no one drop went to waste
as the remains you kiss from my face