He said to her
“You are a living poem,
each delicate line
of your being
crafted by the hands
of the universe,
a symphony of
grace and beauty.
To be seen, heard,
but most of all felt
I will lay you down
in front of me
and spread your pages”
She said
“Look me in the eye
as you eat me
drain me dry
of my life force
And, as I twitch
in the orgasmic throes
suck me dry
a little more
Let me show you
how my desire
for you grows
more intense
day by day.”
