Working My Way Down Poem by Don Juan Tenorio

I kiss your neck and work my way down,
I stop on your breast, and then southward bound.
I stop at your navel listening to your sounds.
And start again working my way down.
Kissing your belly and nibbling a bit,
Your bucking and moaning throwing a fit.
And now at the center of where I want to be,
Your eyes roll in your head, only white can I see.
Kissing and loving you all afternoon,
Nibbling on you, while you orbit the moon.


Don Juan Tenorio