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I watch her lying there smiling back at me,

thoughts of our making love fresh in our minds.

The scent of our bodies still wafting in the air,

making my mind relive the past few hours.



How stimulating this woman is to my desires,

causing me to please her to euphoric dreams.

Her pleasure paramount in my wanton lust,

as I reveled in the sweetness of her flower.



Her wonderful taste still on my lips and tongue,

now that it's long past the twelve o'clock hour.

I think to myself how truly lucky I am tonight,

having enjoyed her fruit on my banquet of love .