Boudoir

Better then any nameless pornography,

Strangers intimating each other,

This was so personal,

So very customised for me,

The orgasm tickling my deepest fantasies,

Everything that this means,

And will always mean,

Like kissing in a dream,

Her taste was on the tip of my tongue,

She can say my name one thousand times,

But it’s still like the first time,

And her eyes help me see back in time,

To the roots of her family tree,

Where we can be together,

And she can leave me her boudoir,

Let me taste her everything,

And she can have part of me