Cross Your Highway of Skin

My breath exhales
cross your highway of skin
raising torrid desires
as if your presence was sin.

My tongue flicks
like it was a flaming fire
responding to the lust
you, dripping with desire.

My body aches to taste
your flower at the door
and ride upon the hither
as if there was no more.

Sweat pours from my skin
as anticipation raises heat
Drooling relentlessly
as I stare at you, my treat.

My mouth engages
as my tongue gets a taste
while my brain shudders
at the joy on your face.

Oh, my dear, you do it
whenever I am near
You bring out passion's flame
hot and very clear.

My breath exhales
cross your highway of skin
as my lust is ignited
thru to the very end.

Del Cano 2006 May