Songs Of Love: Part 1 Poem by Melody Thaila Kuku

Does my words excite thy Fountain
Till it spills?
Does it tease,
Stroking from top to bottom;
Touching your core?

Do you gasps?
And the fingers searching
In vain for what to grasp?
As the tongue of my words,
Lick your being till the sounds,
Escape from your lips like the hiss Of a wind?

Yea, your words massage my Vanity,
Opening my lips to kiss it;
The lips of my happy thought,
Teasing sweetly the memory of You,
Teasing deep till I lie back.

Your image fliter to my mind,
Touching my eyes,
Touching me hard till i moan in Pleasure,
At the thought of you,
Yielding to the caresses of your Smile.

My core, your answer caresses,
Exploring with fingers of desire,
As I;
Parting, pushing deep, searching, Satisfying,
Gaze at thee,
In depths of happiness.

My thoughts lie apart,
Wide open;
They await your thrust of words.
Open, apart, open, depths, hidden Depths,
Breeding secret corridors,
For a hide and seek of you.

Deeper then deeper my heiress:
I smell of your words and core,
It's fresh and calling,
The horrors of my tongue
Like the octopus,
Drives through and stings;
Yet with pleasurable pain,
Every nook and cranny of your Pride.