aroused

barely decent I let you consume
double shots
of desire, body chasers,
rolling your tongue against the rim
of temptation
as if you were praying
on your knees between my thighs
drinking the wine
of gods
in short swipes with long tongues
you’d bend me backwards
feasting
on freckled flesh
as if I was your dinner
teeth scraping the underside
of enticement
I succumbed to the way your tongue
traced circles on my hardened nipples