Wet Kisses

Warm between my thighs I can feel your lips painting watercolor kisses against my canvas of love,

The way my Niagara Falls when you touch me sends frequencies through my body higher than the stars,

Kiss that spot right there and watch my enchanted forest bloom

ever so effortlessly,

Smell the aroma of intense love making that fills the air so sweet and gentle,

Mmm baby your wet kisses give me a thrill I never felt before, 

Each time your tongue reaches my peak I peek a little further because all of me wants more,

More of you is what I'm after,

If I could rewrite history it would be endless because those wet kisses tell a different story in every chapter,

Warm between my thighs your lips speak a language of colors that only you and I understand,

So paint me til your heart's content until my canvas squirts colors of you in a different hue.