I saw her knelt upon the restaurant table
He was the only guest
She was his a la carte menu
A taste at his behest
The candles glinted in the glass
Reflected in his face.
Those pools of light so deep were they
It brought her to her place
For she would go and do for him
Exactly what he asked
His pleasure, that was paramount
His love, in which she basked
He poured some wine upon her skin
And licked it from her form
Her broadest smile betrayed her thoughts
As her great hope was born
He poured more wine between her cheeks
Her taste was even richer
His tongue did travel too and fro
Oh what a glorious picture
Her murmurs came from belly deep
As his tongue performed its task
The mingled wine, the taste of her
Her face, a treasured mask
