PERFECT
BY ZuluWarLord
All Rights Reserved by Author
As in life I shop until I find you, the perfect peach...
It is in my mind to find you, perfectly.
Perfectly sweet, perfectly soft, perfectly sticky, perfectly juicy…
Perfectly Peach
As in life the perfect peach is one in a million or billion but perfectly I find you
Smooth, soft and firm, the scent wafting into my senses, wanting to bite you now!
Patience is the key, for the perfect peach as you see I want it for me
All me, by myself… I am selfish like that.
To myself I have found that perfect peach, pleasant and pleased I can’t wait to take that first bite of you.
Gently bathing, caressing carefully as not to bruise my peach, she is delicate
The aroma of my peach filling the room with the sweetness of purity
The time draws near for me to take a taste of my peach
Anticipation grows in leaps and bounds
The first inhale makes me dizzy with pleasure, I know this is the right peach…
The first tongue, extends hesitantly but sure, for the taste is too good to be true
A gentle nibble, a temperate bite unleashes more juice than I can lap up
It flows freely and I am lost in it, is it real, can this peach be this true
Sweetness rolls down the corners of my mouth and chin as my peach provides me with ultimate pleasure and I do the same for it
The sweetness, the sweet stickiness, the sweet warm stickiness is mine
The rush of you, my peach, is almost too much to hold in one hand
My knees buckle from the essence I have ingested, inebriating my perception
Reducing my world to you, my perfect, my pure, my sweet, my sticky peach