International Lovers

There has been times that my sense of taste wonders  
It sets out for exploration, venturing into the unknown  
 Seeking a diversity of eroticism, I journey to places far beyond  
 Adventure awaits…..  
 
East:  
she and I meet  
Her beautifully slanted  
Her pale skin and jet black hair unique  
She is Asian, her language is Japanese
My fingers tips move softy across her petite physique.  
Her technique and method are a well learned philosophy  
Her flavor reminds me of the lotus flower  
She opens and blossoms from  the warm friction and moisture of my tongue  
Her thighs tremble like delicate petals swaying in the wind  
 as she elevates into a tantric climax  
 女性から女性に、私はあなたのオルガズムを味わう  
 
North:  
Her eyes like the bluest Swedish sky  
Her hair like the sun  
She is young and open to the world  
Her innocence explodes onto my lips  
Her hands introduce themselves to my body  
sliping in and out, studying every curve of me  
She seeks an education in the art of pleasure  
I savor the feel of her  
The gift she gave to me  
från kvinna till kvinna, smaka jag din virginity  
 
 But it was my travels to the ancient south where I discovered love  
 Her dark brown hair and olive skin  
 Her hazel eyes and romantic accent seduced me  
 She led me to her hiding place  
 deep within the mountains of the Italian coast  
 Our naked bodies intertwined  
 Her kiss gentle and powerful  
 Her long smooth legs wrapped around the darkness of mine  
 We moved in rhythm as we sailed the seas of the universe  
 Together drowning in the void of the mighty O  
 I lost myself timelessly in her lands  
 Donna a donna, facciamo l’amore  
 
My cultural expedition satisfied  
My erotic palate fulfilled