Promise

Fingertip kisses
Planted amidst
Tender sighs
Releasing the knots
Of my day.

Heated whispers
Making promises
Tying
The knots
Of my night.

Alive
With the
Warmth
Of wishes
And wants

My fingers
Point out the places
That also
Require
Your Promise

My cupids bow,
The line of my jaw,
The hollow between
My collarbones
And that spot

Oh
Yes
That shoulder
Daddy,
Please?

Use your kiss
Your full
Thick lips
I could watch
For eternity

Turn tension
To jelly
Make a mess
Make me
Your mess

While my sweet
Kissed fingertips
Explore
A path
Of their own

Down the firm masculine
Cords of your neck
Across the hard
Muscle coated in
Soft Fur

Seeking pleasure
From giving it
Those fingers
Find
My joy

Sighs and giggles
Set on fire
To become
Moans and
Growls

While I
Tickle
Touch
Stroke
Coax

My heart
Throbs
My body
Pulses
In time with yours

I feel you
Like an ocean
Filling up in
Trembling
Waves

Desire
Cresting
Into
Need
Until

Oh God
The explosion
Rocks us both
My anxious
Gift to you

Becomes
Your
Frothy
Gift
To me

And those
Sweet
Fingertip
Kisses
Continue

With a promise

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