I want to know every inch of you
Your heart beating in tune with mine
I want to touch you
Taste you
Feel you
Lying next to me
Your skin so soft as my fingers explore
Every line, every fold, every expanse
Our tongues dance in delight
My lips take in your flavors
No rush, no reason to hurry
We should savor the sensory overload
I’ll take you higher and higher
Farther, faster
Delving deeper
Peel back the layers
You are a masterpiece
Built for pleasure
And I am the vessel
Meant to discover
What lies beneath your folds
Huh. Well, I did have an ex-girlfriend (of sorts) always try to get me to write what she called a “sex poem”. Here you go, quite some years later! Not sure of the actual inspiration, or if there even really is one…