Twin peaks

Wanting eyes look down on me
driven by need ancient in time
Darting tongue flicks at a lobe
my lips suck softly at the skin behind your ears
Hearing you sigh i lick the vein pulsing neath your chin

And slowly down on journey discovery i go
lips grazing and tongue savouring salty skin
The sweet dip between lovely peaks i stop and linger
before slowly circling ascending to rosy peak
Dimply aureola winking at me wanting my touch

Taking it hostage my slave of pleasure
i offer you release but still you want more
Falling and rising to second peak i seek
the lovely release of feelings inside
Hands gently feeling and touching goosebumps rising

Until finally a cry from within it comes
you surrender to pleasures from a crafty tongue
And triumphantly i descend once more
to the base of Twin Peaks!