You press the fruit to my parted lips
My tongue gingerly caresses the skin
Pulling it in, I want to taste it all
Yet you pull it back, just to tease
Seeking it out I beg its return
Wanting to taste its sweet juice
To feel its ripeness, its fullness
Ready to burst between my lips
As I playfully bite
And stroke it with my tongue
Savoring the moment
As the juices and seeds flow down my chin
Copyright ©2007 Melinda A. Napoletano
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