Red Wine - Poetry, Erotic

Lip stick stains on the crystal glass
Crimson ambrosia spilling down your chin
Whispers of delight as it flows between your breasts
Cooling the sting of the melted candle wax
Greedy my lips become as I drink deeply
The wine that has collected in pools from your navel
Waterfall cascading
Down your stomach and between your thighs
The arch of your back as my nails rake down your sides
Your moans of delight meshing with the rattle of the metal handcuffs that tie you to the bedpost
Further down it flows, my tongue leaving trails on your skin in its wake
Smoke rising heavy in the air from the incense on the nightstand Filling you, you breath it in deeply
Letting the intoxicating night jasmine fill your head
Spiraling down, the liquid cools the heat rising off of your pale skin
Between your thighs it settles I look deeply into your eyes
As a wicked smile spreads across my face
Plunging my face into your warm center
I let my tongue dance across your surface
Cleaning the spilt wine
Your flavor intoxicates me
Making me drunk with lust
Spreading your legs wider so that you can feel heat rising off of my lips
Pulling back your covers to expose your truth
My mouth coveting you
I drink deep of your nectar that's now flowing
You squirm as I envelope your clit, pulling, sucking, nibbling
Your eyes growing wide as my tongue travels further down
Your cries of delight fill the midnight air as
I spread you open wider and plunge inside
Your body spasms as my tongue slithers inside you
With back arched and hands tied above your head you scream my name to gods and goddesses long forgotten
And like the waves that crash across the beach you crash against the silken sheets of the bed
Spent
Drained
I look up to see the candle light casting shadows of your beauty across the wall
Breathless you let out a final moan as one last drop of your golden ambrosia flows between your thighs
I am there to drink deeply of your last offerings I smell your sweat and it fills me with craze
My tongue has found a new wine that it must sample
Greedily I taste your skin, from your warm center to your naval
Past your breasts and neck
To your lips it does rest
Kissing you deeply I unlock your shackles
We embrace
As slumber over takes you the last sensation you feel is that of my hands stroking through your hair.