I lace your skin
with butterfly kisses.
Sweeping nose and chin,
this innocent, intimate bliss
flicks shivers along wakeful nerves.
Intricate patterns emerge as each stroke
licks along musky, brawny contours,
for these sweetest of kisses evoke
ticklish thrills through your core
as I sweep in crisscrossed lines.
We join with sensuous rapport;
my mouth ravenously dines
until your finest wine spurts forth.
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