Sweet Sensation

A queen of summer's sunlit art,
Her flesh, a luscious, vibrant start.
With scent that weaves a sweet, heady spell,
She bids the senses rise and swell.


My lips, they seek her velvet skin,
Where nectarous juices burst within.
A golden cascade, sweet and bright,
A symphony of taste, a pure delight.


Tangy, sweet, a fragrant dance,
Upon my tongue, a vibrant trance.
Each drop a jewel, a precious bead,
As I succumb to this rich, sun-kissed creed.


The sticky trail, a sweet reward,
My tongue, a dancer, every curve explored.
My lips, once dry, now full and bold,
Imbibing essence, stories told.


A contrast sweet with tartness bold,
A perfect balance, to be told.
Her aroma, a sweet, heady haze,
To paradise, my soul she sways.


The last morsel, a sweet, final sigh,
Contentment fills me, as I look up, sky high.
Her essence, a summer's golden dream,
A taste, a memory, a sunlit gleam.


So let us feast upon this queen of delight,
And savour every juicy, fragrant bite.
A taste of summer, a soul's embrace,
In every drop, a moment's grace.