Dion Penville Poet Rhyme Royal

I Miss

I miss - The tantalizingly teasing flicker of my thick tongue;
As over your gorgeously lovely contours, I travel around.
I miss - Savouring the thrilling chill of your breath-taking temperature;
As I, in detail, passionately traverse your every beautiful feature.
I miss - Pleasingly tasting you: my delightful, delectably delicious treat;
From top to bottom; every satisfying morsel I would surely eat.
I miss - My lips searching and tongue following in a hastily desperate chase;
Both hungrily slurping – not a tiny bit of you would I waste,
I miss – The alluring savour of your delightfulness makes my body tremble;
Thoughts of you melting in my arms, makes my aching heart crumble.
I miss – The chemistry: synchronised motion and scintillating passion;
Lavishly devouring all of you to my; if not, mutual satisfaction.
I miss – This sensual bliss, another opportunity I would not postpone;
Splendid, tongue-teasing manoeuvres: assaulting an ice-cream cone.
                                                                          End
                                                                  By: Dion Penville

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