Eugene S.

Quaff

Observing your curves that seduce my soul
Wondering what may be hidden inside
Your silky wetness is my only goal
A euphoric place in which to reside

The promises you whisper to lure me
Will thrust us forward in this fervent ride
Your fluid embrace will leave me yearning
For the crescendo of this rising tide

I\'ll take everything you will afford me
Upon your curves, my greedy hands will glide
I\'ll drink you and consume your sweet repute
And when you are gone, will I sadly sigh