Famished

The supple crests
That break her form
Draw you to her side

The naked truth
Of all you see
Leaves no where to hide

The tender skin
That wraps her neck
Draw your lips away

Words are useless
In the depths
Of need you can't allay

Swimming hands
Liquid hips
Eyes of passion's fire

Lost within
The sweet lagoon
Of love within the mire

Dripping bodies
Melting minds
Inhibitions on the floor

The deepness
Of her swelling sea
Is what you hunger for