Your spread legs make you the divine receiver

The blossoming scent makes me take fever

When I submerge myself inside your sweet nectar

It is I who becomes the massive erector

Your open lips are magnificently decadent

As I enter darkness becomes luminescent

Your trembles create worldwide ocean ripples

It is I who nests between your bare nipples

When I thrust between your velvety gates

An explosion of animal grunting awaits

Your orgasms create tidal waves and make glass shatter

The frosting I leave on your backside resembles a painter’s splatter

When I have committed the canonizing crime

Kissing you transcends time

If I could compare thee to a summer’s day

I would not for I have greater things to say

For each time I am hungry

I am hungry for a cupcake like yours

© 2012 David Greg Harth

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