The Whimisical

The things I want to do to your sensual naked body
So invigorating, and sublime, that cherry on the pie
I want to munch it, crunch, but most of all adore it
Your amazing grace, that tender embrace
The things that I want to do to your face
My simple, deeply intellectual, yet so simple…

Your delicious body, your tender curves
That body…the one I would dip in honey
One I would lather with chocolate
Yes, the succulent nudity I would lick whipped cream off of
You know the things that I would want to do
The mold of the loving I want to envelop you in

Sweet embrace, the decadent ways
Your tender nipples will be the pinpoint of my eyes
That firm bottom, asking for a squeeze
Wrap myself into your body, enjoying everything
Oh darling, I won’t just eat you out, I’ll eat you in
Make you feel amazingly invigorated, so outstanding
I’ll keep going again and again

Oh baby, I never want to stop
Never will the stroking and licking cease
The muscled, toned body of your labor
Great mountains of meat waiting for my hand
A crevice waiting for my rectifying judgment
The entrance to your most precious prize
My dive inside will be our pleasurable pain

Sweetheart, this loving ritual, though infinitely more
Something loving will always be in the midst
My love burning through my eyes
That special rod, my daring own prize
Ensuring love of both heart and soul
Your body but a token of my sentiments
A display of a most intimate symbolism
The key to the innermost you

This is what I have always thought
Feelings inside of my welling up to no end
My love for you is ever strong