I am a thirsty man who
has spent long in the desert
dreaming of sweet juices,
succulent, lovely liquids.

You are a chalice of desire
brimming with moist, damp,
fluid lust and love.

I want to drink you dry.

Your legs end in heaven.
Your ******* are gentle hills.
Your lips an ***** of sighs.
Your eyes a green portal.
Your fingers pleasure's promise.
Your dress opens to paradise.

I will slide my lips
along your ivory thighs
and draw you rhythmically
into the torrid night,
where the world's marvels
are all released in joy

then, thirst satisfied,
desire quenched,
fall into life again
safely in your arms.