The Revelation

The Revelation

I'll see the panties first; your belly, sleek
And taut, invites me to the satin lace,
A region where my lips would gladly chase
Your fingers down that boundary, and seek
The softness of your thighs. But next, a peek
Upon another most enthralling place:
Your other naughty fingers that embrace
Your nipple, plump and pink, and gently tweak
It 'til it cries for more. Your panties now
Are glistening, and calling me to kiss,
To lick, to taste the viscous blessings they bestow.
And finally, the revelation, this:
The lips that hint of plum, but tasting so
Much sweeter, like our hearts conjoined in bliss.