Watermelon lips part and land upon my own <br />While honeydew tongue dances unlike any I have known <br />Heightened senses recoiling each touch in celebration <br />And foggy thoughts float in blissful inebriation <br /> <br />Thy skin, a glittered tapestry. A canvas laid bare <br />Fixed for me. Set and ready. Consciously aware <br />I paint thy canvas with prescient lips <br />From delicate cheeks to supple hips <br /> <br />To taste thy soul, a palatable melody <br />To feel thy essence along thy body <br />I worship thy frame and pray to thy form <br />Kneeling before thy altar sweet and warm <br /> <br />Clasping each hand, pinned to the bed <br />Pulled close and tight, “come for me” was all she said<br /><br />Beach Leanbh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/watermelon-and-honeydew/
