Playful

Your swirling tongue
Lingers awhile
I smile
As pleasures
Newly discovered
Besiege
My beating heart
As ripples of ecstasy
Coarse through my beckoning soul
Your tongue
Now moist
And succulent
Probing
Exploring
As i tighten my grip
As more waves
Like a deluge of delight
Begin to surge
Unstoppable
Then nothing
The night becomes still
And silent
The buzz of excitement
Dissipated
I lie there
Not quite fully sated
As small ripples of sweat
Flow gently
Onto silken sheets
As my hair
Brushed
By the cool night air
The game is over
My yearning
Incomplete
The sudden reality
That
I failed
To fully charge
My battery

by Jemia