Lips taste of honey

 

Sweet straight from the comb

 

Wine ages on your lips

 

Place to place I roam

 

To have one sliver

 

One small trickle

 

Of your lips your lips

 

Let me see you giggle

 

Just to watch your lips move

 

I’d stare in a trance

 

Watch them pucker and drip

 

Hoping for the chance

 

To taste to drink to slurp

 

Your sweet lips your lips

 

You can stand still

 

As my mouth sips

 

Decadent in my mouth

 

Delightful in my tummy

 

Umm hmm

 

Boy that was yummy