Part Three

i hear a rustle
please let it be You
i feel a presence
what will You do

coldhot inside me
i feel it slide
slow twisting gliding
in me so high

"you wanted dessert"
You whisper to me
"it?s cherry, your favorite
"you?re melting it, see!"

the round frozen ice
moves in me and out
no other touch
i wish i could shout

You twist it and turn it
i need You so much
but the frozen dessert
is Your only touch

You remove it i want it
back SOMETHING inside,
you drip cherry juice
on my nipples it glides

down my breasts to my stomach
i wait for a lick
to clean me, prepare me
but there?s a new trick

TWO tongues clean my nipples
both at the same time
i jerk at my bonds
restrained, sublime

no other words
do You speak to me
just tongues trailing down
where will they be....?

......to be continued