I like how–
–I like how you’re made.
I like all the slopes on your body.
I like how it bends.
I like how it bends-and bends — back.
I like how it arches.
I like how it twists — twists in glory–
–and spasms, while you’re arching your back.
–I like how you’re made.
I like all the slopes on your body.
I like how it bends.
I like how it bends-and bends — back.
I like how it arches.
I like how it twists — twists in glory–
–and spasms, while you’re arching your back.
I love–
–I love the–underside -of your breast
I like its curve.
I love your brownish-pinkish button
Perched on top
–like the cherry on the sundae.
–like the queen of your mound.
I like all your pinks.
I just
—-love. I just really love
The way your body — moves
–in these impossible ways.
I like how you writhe.
I like how you moan and grip-
-me.
I like your white-
–your white juices and their taste.
I like getting it on my fingers.
—and licking it off — I like how it feels
in my mouth.
I love your red.
–The red inside of your folds.
I like to get in it.
—-I like to move in it-and it’s warm
it’s wet.
It’s–
–Oh God–I love it.
I love you.
Via: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/your-colors