Upon the rise of sun
Twilight has begun
Fire burns on heavenly skies
In his ravenous eyes
Linen shed
Lusting hunger burns deep
As his playful tongue
Wakes her from blissful sleep
With tongue exploring deep
Cherishing each nectars drop
Feels it drip, drip, drip
Exploding like light of sun
On blue skies when morning comes
He’s deep within valley pasture
Enjoying her freedom
Faster and faster
Wet orchid opened wide
Nectar her petals no longer hide
Each drop his tongue does find
Fire burns in her mind
Images play exotic scene
Like a midnight dream
As she steadies her breath
Holds back a scream
While he feeds
On her morning cream
Like the sun in the sky
Passing of night
She woke to his delight
With parted folds
Waves that roll
She releases treasure full
Like wind that blows
Earth that shakes
In linen, she shivers
Her body quakes
Love to her
His tongue just made
© Markus Fleischmann
Excerpt from the book A Stained Glass Heart
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About the Author
Markus Fleischmann is a free thinker and writer who lives in Texas. For me, writing down my thoughts and experiences is an outlet, a release of emotions that I feel, and experiences and emotions of others. I am an empath which grants me the gift of heightened feeling in my surroundings. As a dreamer, free thinker and a peddler of words it brings me such great joy to be able to share this gift with others.
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