Peach Drenched Bliss

Peached Drenched Bliss. . With gentle caress And awakening butterfly moist warm kisses I held her like a precious treasure A work of sublime living art I wish I could cling on to forever . Her skin so smooth sensitive and responsive I kissed the inside of her wrist Lavishly ravashing with heated passion Planting kiss up her arms She sighed as I she succumbed to my charms As I pulled down her zipper Nibbling her bare shoulders And tasting her skins sweet perfume As I held her in my muscular arms She melted As I carried her across the room . Her elegant neck was long and tender As I teased and loving kisses I did render I blew softly in her ear And with my teeth As I pulled her near Pulled and tugged her lobes I frantically ran my fingers through The textured tresses of her hair For I had got the fever And love was in the air . I kissed her passionately Upon her hungry peach drenched lips And liberated the inner bird of freedom With my probing finger tips . We melted and stirred deep sensations and emotions With every laboured shallow breath Among the burning flames Until we spent our last morsel of affection And had no energy left . With warm embers still aglow We rested in each others arms Whispering sweet nothings Safe and fee from harm . This was not just a trivial release and formality To release the beast For this was an expression of our appreciation With strong devotion and caring So deep. . Peter Dome©2020.