lips most lubricious

there is nowhere to hide the luscious softness the delight,

of a woman flirty and far from contrite,

naughty in spirit erotic by nature

to partake in all the curves and bosom swoop a delicious adventure.

she knows to watch and notice the pang, the breath short and staggered,

the heartbeat erratic, a cold sweat of desire, a demeanour challenged and ragged,

for, the slight view of lips delicous and parted by inner petals protruding and welcoming...

knows to give rise to an animalistic craving.

to carress at first, to cup that womanly softness,

to appreciate the feel of a womans' juicy wetness,

the need to go down on knee and inhale that muskiness most delicious,

everything about those sweet petals most lubricious.

RB.