Have you ever
Felt a woman’s touch?
Tasted a woman’s love?
Heard her lust in her warm, soft, voice?
Have you ever traced her curves
With your fingertips,
Caressed the edges of her hips and *******,
Pinched the tip of her *******
And suckled on her sensitive skin?

Young man,
Have you ever been tainted by her stain?
Intoxicated by her breath?
Let her come to you.
Get to know her signature.
Let her love settle like snow hugs the branches in winter.
Let it sink and burn like acid on a corpse.
Hear her skin pulsing with your tongue
And drink from her fountain.
Let her come to you.
Let her words declare your rebirth.
Young man, do not shy away.
Purpose is embedded within her body and soul,
So do not run.
Let her come to you.