A God Among Men

Show me that Gods still exist among men.
That one is worthy to so sate the aches to submit , to come to you and thus come for you, over you time and time again.
Show me that ye be a God in my bed,
Let your words be written with mine creating heaven between silk sheets.
Let us, words, my legs wrap to intertwine with thine.
Allow me the taste of forbidden fruit that lips have never savored.
Meet with me as I come to you, take this Goddess to be locked in your chambers and thus you be my master thus I be a slave sculpted to worship every part of you.
Show me the fine line between pain and pleasures,
The height at which you keep me and hold me to your tongue till my lips part to sing your name.
Show me relief for the ache that so ales my being while I lie in wait of your reign over me, over my body.
Consume me, devour me until pain becomes to much to bare and continue beyond until my limbs shake and my mind grows faint.
Come take me, to feel what we so crave.
Feverish to the heat of you, my body is a fine wine awaiting you to slowly savor every drop and every inch of me and thus I long to return the favor and pleasure you in ways and places that exist only beyond that of wildest imagination.
Come to me...
Body...
Impatient...
Awaiting a God among men and thus a God to lie and savor between my parted legs.