After Dark

Allow me to paint a picture in your mind Where each stanza of my poetry is my finger Tracing your body all over Let every stanza unzip your dress And each letter be the kisses I plaster in every part that you like the most My rhyming lines serving as my hands Fondling your breasts They are like honey to my mouth Hold on! We are yet to reach the dessert Still on the appetizer Let each sentence be my tongue Giving you slow smokey kisses Licking your ears and whispering in them “Is this what you want?” Without hesitation, you nodded “Anything goes.” Then I let my mouth circle your neck In a fusion of warm kisses Your smell filling my senses as my tongue trace down your belly As it searches for your cherry Heart pounding, toes curling Reassuring me that you understand Every sentence in my poetry Allow every syllable to spread your legs apart As every word of mine Licks and kisses your lower lip Letting it fill you up Teasing and stroking gently “Like that!” you moaned.