THE MAGIC OF YOUR TONGUE (2)

YOU
are so deliberate and sensual
in pleasuring my manhood.
Your passion is as gentle
as a leaf floating in a soft wind.
Tenderness and desire are
seen in your eyes as you
gently kiss the head of the
prize you admit you are hungry
to devour and take to a new
world of erotic pleasure.
YOU
hold it as a rare delicate jewel
surrendered to your every desire,
regardless of how wild or gentle.
You cap the throbbing and swollen
head and start to hum, sending
a vibration through my sack
of throbbing jewels.
EVERY
cell in my body is now
under the power of your tongue.
PLEASE! PLEASE don't stop.