Venti Dark Roast

Virginal white
encasement        
taut leather sleeve        
caged in wanton darkness        
like a dungeoned
paramour          
        
I watch as you
silently

wait        

till you’re ready        
to please
my every predilection
           
First
shattered isolation         
the dark is
lifted        
you breathe in
deep        
the cool, free air        
        
Next
I douse you         
chilled creamy splashes        
refresh and arouse        
swirling
a most visible delight        
        
Leaning in close
I

linger        

my teasing breath        
tickling your
trembling lip,        
desperate for  
a wet
kiss        
        
Now
I inhale your
steamy musk        
slow dripping
fantasies        
percolate    
then spew         
        
Finally
the moment
quaffed
a flood of
tartness
breeches the gates
of my nursing lips
bathing
my tongue in
climactic java bliss