I want to dip my tongue, inside your flavor. With no waver, I savor your taste. With a desires pace, your liquids turned to paste, a love potion laced with our grace. Delicious lips glistening with ours juices. A cocktail saturated with your nectar. Our fountain we await, satisfaction at a hieghted state. I greet you with my pleasures at an amazing pace, our lips embrace lacerated by my tongue -- I trespass your pearly gates, where your pleasure awaits, I await - at the mercy of our warm embrace.