Floral Flickers

Gradually the gradient gives into a flight of pivotal moments
 

Trickle the droplets pulled into a flicking daze 

Shiny glaze from my warmth 

 

Soft warm flesh, nonetheless a sensualist tickle play

Tendrils, tendrils pointing fractals of my petals 
 

Biting then down on the honey, triplet a covert action  
 

Nipple, tickle, the prickles and teeth out to bite to your furry might

Fight, fight it with a kiss firm and fully aware

Rubbing down to the bones

Thrusting until I let go of all this and more

Striped theith, you stole my honey heart

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