Do all you can to console me.
Make your words rich
As butter and chocolate.
Intoxicate me with your
Softest
words.
Kiss and blow your heart
That I may touch your lips,
Drunk
under your love spell.

There are none like you.
Never have I felt
this love before.
Your presence and kindest charm
is hypnotic.
I am in deepest love with you,
Where passion burns every night,
Where I love
every fiber of your being.

O soul of my soul,
I could die for you,
To see those eyes of yours
and those sweet lips
Yielding immortal nectar,
your puffy dollops.

I am never quite full
drinking from your wetness.
Your juices and ***
keep me satisfied,
But I wish
I could just drink them all night
until forever,
Sweeping my tongue,
Smacking lips
at your gushing door.
Its own language screams with passion—
sup, sup, sup, sup,
The language of
immortal love.