A Tall Glass of Water you are.
I drink of you and anticipate the next sip as you drip off my lip.
As you drop onto my chin,
you slide down ever so gently.
I feel a chill as you roll down my neck.
You nestle yourself in my bosom.
You slowly slide down my stomach,
and become 2 drops of everlasting love.
Splitting and traveling left and right.
You rejoin at the tip of my pelvis.
Electrifying my body and soul.
My inner juices are flowing….
Praying that last drop,
that drop of ecstasy will quench my thirst.
By: PryncesSyndrome ©