I feel your tongue
like ocean water
at the end of the day
a gentle lapping
against my heated lips
Your drunken trail
inebriates me
a slow burning rush
liquid and warm
caressing my insides
I ache for your taste
to mingle with mine
sweet and succulent
moist and hot
Your love flows in
and out of me
as you slide along
a bed of wet silk
drinking deeply
drawing my soul out
making me tremble
Electrical pulses
light up the night
Taking my breath
Stealing my heart
with just one kiss

I'm No Angel