I am feasting,
Drinking down deep
pools of your eyes
relishing each taste
of lips, of lips,
of your breath
Who could believe
the sweetness
skin conceals?
I can smell you,
drifting through
the air like fresh
baked bread,
making my eyes
water with
raw hunger.

Please add on or comment as you with.
~~Cor~~
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i really like this Cor, it has a "raw" beauty.
)Kaleb
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mmmm I read somewhere that the smell of baking bread etc. can be more of a "sensual turn on " for the male than a store bought perfume. Interesting to see you have portrayed it that way in your poem. :-) ~ audee