beauty, love, lust, politics, sex, women

Suckle

Kisses like your skin

Feeds something inside me

My hands over your forearms

Not hard but firm

Let me focus like a prayer

Upon you

Handle you

Knowing you with animal instinct

Gentle and wet kisses to

Open you with sweet nuzzling

Shudder strokes of my tongue

Here, closest

The wonder of you, pulsing with welcome

Calling me down

To suckle

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