The view from
between your legs,
with my glistening
face in the soft
lamplight is
more than
sublime.
The trust
is thick,
and
sweet.
Your happy
moans are like a
symphony from
Mozart as I wait
for the
grand finish.
dun dun dun dun dun dun dun
dun dun dun dun dun
Dun Dun
DUN
You pull me inward,
and I smell
Paradise.
Sticky faced
ambrosia.