Feelings on the porch

We lingered on the porch,  
You, in a stance so grand,  
A glimpse of lace, subtle,  
Peeking beneath your skirt, unplanned.  
   
My hands moved with grace,  
Exploring the depths of love,  
Whispers of consent,  
As I delved into passion, thereof.  
   
Moistened fingertips,  
Post the fervent exchange,  
I sampled the essence of your essence,  
A flavor so rich, craving more in its range.