To my wife

 I will no longer feel ashamed
For the thought's of you often turn to your wetness
The chain reaction in your body
All of your senses conspire
to compress the source of your light
Until the fold's that contain It open like petals of a lotus
I enter you deep and touch your light as it touch's me
Like a candle dripping wax
You pour and fall around me
You coat me with a glaze
The aroma of passion
While looking into your eye's
I will grab the base of my cock
Pull upward removing what your body has made
Then we will devour it together
Oh,the sweet taste of pleasure
We will kiss and taste each other's mouth
As I grab the back of your head and allow you to fall backwards
You will see in my eyes
That not even a team on the wild horses could stop me
From spreading your leg's and warming my face in you
Then dining on your nectar
The taste starts to fade with every lick
But wanting more I move my head to the side of your quivering body and insert my finger inching upward to the spot the changes the sound of your voice as you moan
Like standing under a honey comb you drip over my tongue