Succulence

 

S ucculent nectar of full plumped peach
laid bare engorged deliciousness
peeled open in promised sweet delight
ecstatic vision of tender flesh

tart sweet tingle at tip of tongue
such sweetness surely is taboo
my mouth thrills to the juicy pulp
my lips glisten sweetest nectar’s dew

this eruption of unbridled pleasure
enwraps me in a most heady swoon
consumed by uncontrolled desire
I crave more and it must be soon

breathing in the rich bouquet
senses teased and tantalized
I devour the dripping treat
bite by bite until satisfied

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rob kistner © 2021

Poetry at: dVerse