Ask Me

Don’t ask me
if you are
beautiful

You are

Exquisitely so
but others
can tell you that

Ask me
what I alone can tell
you

Ask me
if you
take my breath away?

You do

Every time

Ask me
what about you
thrills me
most?

The area
just
behind your ear
where I begin with a kiss

Your shiver and goosebumps
beneath roaming hands
and the way your lovely mouth
falls open
when your head rolls back

Your soft
squeezed in my hands
with turgid nubs that yearn
for licking, suckling
gentle rolling in coarse fingers
and insistent tugging

The sounds you make
when words stop
because none are
enough

The slippery velvet heat inside
you
yearning to squeeze
me

Your compelled surrender
to forbidden desires
primal calls
sounding
deep in
you
and then,
your shameless
exhilarating feral beauty

Your eyes
holding mine
opening wider
before squeezing shut
in agonized ecstasy

And finally,
the taste
familiar
What we gave of us
oozing
from where we were joined
caught in my mouth
and brought
to
our kiss