Tongue Route
I was warming your neck, with my soft caress
Then I noticed your breast needed to be kissed
They were close together like fruit in a basket
I slightly pucker my lips
And suckled the dark horizon
Where the areola meets the breast
This sensitive area, I love to press with my tongue
And leave it a little damp
I blow a cool breeze across them
To turn you on like a lamp
As I try to go down, you pull me back up
Then your lips grasp mine
Our kisses are strong and time-consuming
Leaving no time for breathing
We sound like mini bulls as we breathe with our noses
So let me take my tongue from your mouth
Pulling it gently out
Grazing over your rose petal lips
Not staying away for too long
My tongue runs back
Circulating your lips then glides down
Through a soft valley of tenderness
Passing by your navel and your pelvic bone
With my lips and tongue to my final destination
Where I kiss between the valley of the shadow of life
Where the brain signal of words are lost
I have a bad network
You are personal to me
So no need to describe your wet worth
I’m a gentleman and I see love on the horizon
So you’ll need to stop being nosey like that incoming beep on Verizon
Wade Townsend II
@Nightwriterpoet
Facebook Fan Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Wade-NightWriter-Townsend/57823387249?installed=1&fb_page_id=57823387249
I was warming your neck, with my soft caress
Then I noticed your breast needed to be kissed
They were close together like fruit in a basket
I slightly pucker my lips
And suckled the dark horizon
Where the areola meets the breast
This sensitive area, I love to press with my tongue
And leave it a little damp
I blow a cool breeze across them
To turn you on like a lamp
As I try to go down, you pull me back up
Then your lips grasp mine
Our kisses are strong and time-consuming
Leaving no time for breathing
We sound like mini bulls as we breathe with our noses
So let me take my tongue from your mouth
Pulling it gently out
Grazing over your rose petal lips
Not staying away for too long
My tongue runs back
Circulating your lips then glides down
Through a soft valley of tenderness
Passing by your navel and your pelvic bone
With my lips and tongue to my final destination
Where I kiss between the valley of the shadow of life
Where the brain signal of words are lost
I have a bad network
You are personal to me
So no need to describe your wet worth
I’m a gentleman and I see love on the horizon
So you’ll need to stop being nosey like that incoming beep on Verizon
Wade Townsend II
@Nightwriterpoet
Facebook Fan Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Wade-NightWriter-Townsend/57823387249?installed=1&fb_page_id=57823387249
Wade "NightWriter" Townsend II
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