Awaken me/
with sweet kisses on the nape of my neck/
as the sun stretches sleepily over the horizon/
and the melodic trill of lovebirds sounds seductively/
nibble my shoulders in alternating degrees of intensity/
trace the contours of my spine tenderly/
a map of dew sparkling over milk chocolate hills/
leading to the small of my back/
linger there as dew collects in the meadow/
and drips from midnight blue petals/
collecting on the earth below/
caress the skin where mountains meet and/
resonating hollows whisper sweetly/
beckoning you home/
awaken me/
and with your hands caress my breasts/
create moist circles where mahogany and caramel meet/
succulent mounds of flesh/
that becomes firm with each twirl of your tongue tillthey stand erect/
trace the feminine curves of my waist/
descend pristine slopes in search of streams like honeydew/
a moan escapes my lips asthe tip of your tongue finds its way/
a resting place/
a pearl in its shell/
uncovered/
my body rises and falls in rhythmic undulations/
from crest to trough/
sacred jubilation/
until the crescendo calls and I rejoice in waterfalls
and you elated ascend pristine slopes in search ofstreams like honeydew/
seeking a home in the resonating hollows that whispers sweetly/
your name