Pretty Lips: What That Mouth Do? (Poem)

We met on a Saturday
 He said I had pretty lips
 His eyes had questions
 My lips had answers
 No words spoken
 Energies matched on all frequencies
 Telepathically
 Message sent
 These lips nibble on earlobes
 While uttering kinky shit
 Like: I want it
 I gotta have it
 I’m wet
 Touch it
 They drizzle raspberry stained chocolate kisses on your cheeks
 They press against soft lips
 As my tongue slips past your teeth
 Moisture from you
 Moisture from me
 We are entwined
 I’m spellbound in your gaze
 For a moment before I drift
 To your chin
 Place my nose in the crease of your neck
 Your scent
 Decadent
 Intriguing
 Enticing
 You want me
 I can feel you rising
 But not yet
 Let’s build suspense
 As these lips place kisses on your chest
 I see, you like that
 Your hands are in my hair
 Your heart races in anticipation
 As my tongue traces
 I find your belly button then unbutton
 That's the spot
 My grip just right
 First blow on the tip, saliva drip...
 You’re already in a tizzy
 I wet it
 Divine
 You taste just like candy
 Massage it, lick it, slurp it, 
 Until you erupt
 Any further questions...