reminisce

I miss the way the bumps and the groves of your tongue would perfectly slip and slide all over and deep inside of me 
the way you would slowly bury your fingers inside while looking into my eyes, the way you would wander around for a little while and when you felt I was close you wouldn't stop. 
You’d keep going until you felt my inner parts gushing this precious nectar you worked so hard for. 
I miss the way you’d lick your fingers right after and place them back for more and let me taste myself. I miss being yours and knowing that every kiss was followed by another one and every smile was for me.