Peach
Soft warm and gentle, the feeling when it's on my face, the sensation of it brushing my lips, makes my desires race
The smell of her freshness, makes me want her flesh within, it starts a growing hunger, always born from sin
I love to kiss the outside skin, then I peel it open wide, there is the soft wet fruit, I see the juice inside
Looking so very delicious, I watch the juices start to drip, I don't want any to go to waste, so I move in for a sip
The taste of it so spectacular, this forbidden fruits devine, If only whilst in my dream, this gorgeous Peach is mine
I eat it with such passion, I feel it dancing on my tongue, it's juices running down my throat, until the night is done
Then sadly the night is over, you're no longer in my reach, but if I close my eyes tight enough, in my mind I see your Peach
THE KINKY POET