There was a poem waiting between her legs
And all I wanted was a little taste
So I left a trail of ink from her ear
Along her neck and down between her milky *******
Slide two words into her navel
And kissed my way towards her warm silk whispers of pleasure
She danced below the moon
While gliding  above my lips
And every flavor of heaven
Dripped down my throat
My tounge with eager anticipation made no haste
And in slow stride traced every syllable of every moan
And the night made not a sound
As every star watched and yearned to know
The words written between her thighs
Spoken only in silent honeys flow