Bite That Bottom Lip

Bite That Bottom Lip
By Robert T. Davenport

In the depths of desire, where passion resides,
A love so intense, it cannot be denied.
With a single glance, your eyes ignite the flame,
And my heart races, as I whisper your name.

Bite that bottom lip, my love, with fervent might,
Let it be a symbol of our love's delight.
For in that simple act, a world unfolds,
Where our souls entwine, and passion takes hold.

With each gentle nibble, a spark is set free,
Igniting a fire, that only we can see.
The taste of anticipation, lingers on your lips,
As we delve into a love, that passionately grips.

Bite that bottom lip, my love, with tender grace,
Let it be a testament, to our intimate embrace.
For in that moment, time stands still,
As our bodies entwine, and our desires fulfill.

With every bite, a symphony of pleasure ensues,
As we explore the depths, where ecstasy accrues.
In the language of love, our bodies converse,
Leaving no doubt, that our connection is diverse.

Bite that bottom lip, my love, with wild abandon,
Let it be a symbol of our love's command.
For in that act of passion, we find release,
A union of souls, where love finds its peace.

So, bite that bottom lip, my love, and let it be,
A testament to the love that binds you and me.
In this dance of desire, we find our bliss,
As we succumb to a love, that we cannot resist.