I wish...
I was the
perfect peach,
to feel your lips
upon my skin...
droplets of breath
before the kiss,
from between your lips
tease and tempt...
but...
only for a moment
before
the
my juices
d
satisfying your need
taken,
Peach I wish... I was the perfect peach, to feel your lips upon my skin... droplets of breath before the kiss, a warmth exhaled from between your lips tip of your tongue to tease and tempt... tantalising, tasting, teeth bruising my flesh... but... only for a moment before the bite my juices flowing freely, cascading d o w n satisfying your need quenching your thirst taken, devoured gone. In a listA contest entry
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