Core

Red and ripe,
I break the skin,
Searching inside,
Kissing the flesh,
gently, softly.
Juices run,
And my lips press,
Sucking, soothing.
Oh, woman,
With color in your cheeks,
Let me peel away your ruby dress
And with my wet lips,
Caress your pale curves.
Let me brush my teeth
Along your side as you shiver
And let out a sigh.
Your taste is sweet and tart,
As is your heart.
I can love all of you.
I want all of you.
You give yourself graciously
To my hungry mouth,
Swollen and sensitive.
I must get to your core.