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Kneeling ’fore thee with a song in my heart,

a murmur of love ‘pon my lips,

a longing to savor the taste of thy flesh,

that yielded to fingers deft tips.



Whispers of passion ’midst sighs of content,

a fragrance of thee filled the air,

and beckoned, bend closer, to drink of one’s soul,

and relish a lust’s piquant fare.



Drunk with thy essence, enamored with love,

rapt with ambrosia’s sweet taste,

bathed with thy rapturous liquid caress,

gripped by contentment’s embrace.



Songs ’pon my lips, cooed whispers and sighs,

a rhapsody, passion's desire,

fond footprints of love, etched deep to the heart,

a memory of flesh set afire.