Eating Pussy

There once was a time
When I would say, "I don't eat pussy. Not even mine."
But, then...I allowed a man to kiss me,
Right after he ate me,
Giving me a taste of me, and
That shit was GOOD!

I don't have a smell. I have an aroma.
A scent so powerful, yet still so sweet
It can put you in or pull you out of a coma.

An aroma that makes you want to close your eyes
And just BREATHE.
Breathe slow, and
Breathe deep, and
Just enjoy the scent of me.

And I taste like mmmmmmm
Raindrops under a summer moon,
The spray
From a wave
On a beach in June.

A flavor
That makes you savor
Each drop on the tip of your lips
As I flip and I dip while you're holding my hips.

Mmmhmm...there once was a time
When I would say, "I don't eat pussy. Not even mine."
But, that time exists...no more.