foreplay

red shirt, very taut
nipples, asking for freedom,
i must rush to help

fabric, climbing up
exposing pale skin to me
my lips hungering

can i taste you now
oh no, you said, how dare you
red candy, your tongue

tongue tip darts swiftly
hungry, touching all of you,
eyes open, unseeing

fingers in my hair
clenching, pushing me closer
fresh dew on petals

son of two poets,
how can i not write nonsense
instead, i'd fuck you

i nuzzle your fuzz
my tongue partying in you
touch hot salty lips

your blue eyes are closed
my hand plays in your panties
parting your slick lips

your hips are poised
over my cock, just touching,
hotness engulfing

i slide into you
feeling your lips clamp on me
bright hotness, all mine

i watch you naked
eyes, breasts, nipples, hips - your all,
i am blind with lust

i write little poems
just for you - brighten your days
make your nights darker