Worship

Arriving home early from work

I drop to my knees
Saliva glands go berserk
Frantically begin unzipping 
Pulling at the material
Fingers reach out gripping
Pulling you close, lips part
Tongue wets the entrance
Eager to make a start
Tongue begins languidly licking
Fingers slowly caress
The rim receives furious flicking 
Mouth engulfs full throbbing head
Pressure imminently mounts
Spittle builds, begins to thread
Sucking deep, drawing out reward
Lips press, teeth graze
Guttural moan strikes a chord
Urgency presses, back of the throat
Pulsing, pumping ready to spurt
Tongue lashing, whipping, I devote 
Shooting ribbons of creamy liquid
Bursting, gushing swallowing 
On my knees you I will always worship

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Come to me.

Your tweets, they drive me crazy,

The air, the emotions all hazy.
My eyes become heavy and lazy,
Dirty dancing without Patrick Swayze.
Your words are such a distraction,
No one else can see the attraction.
The butterflies and capillary action, 
My heart has had a strong reaction.
Sending tantalising titbits, so teasing,
Your touch, like electric, so pleasing.
When hectic you cause an easing, 
The butterflies suddenly appeasing.
You cause immense frustration,
Always teasing with flirtation.
Every synapse receives sensation,
My breathing needs recalibration. 
Deepest unfathomable chemistry,
Parallel yin and yang symmetry. 
A connection unique telemetry, 
I’ll use all my powers of coquetry.
Come to me, we should be kissing,
Your lips mine truly are missing. 
Hours spent entwined, reminiscing,
Chest to breast, closely squishing.