The Taste of Passion

the golden hue    
have I no clue  
ohh! sweet amber    
bring em to my chamber    
    
the freckles I beckon    
sweet nectar I reckon    
the zest of desire    
my racy pulse’s on fire    
   
feel the softness    
forget the touch    
devour in darkness    
dress the couch    
   
oh my dear sweetness    
skin’s taught roughness    
oh! my sweet goodness    
let me taste your fullness    
   
tasting you, its a mouthful    
tearing you, its so sinful    
breaking apart, so wonderful    
today’s decision, it is eventful    
   
give me fuel, give me fire    
taste me, however you desire    
light me up, embracing the flame    
tear me up, there is just no shame    
   
machoism, the brute-ness lone gone    
bondage, the pain of pleasure to hone    
tender, let the skin radiate the warm heat    
grindr, let the actions be of meat on meat    
   
break it apart, let the juices flow    
finger it gently, let the seeds glow    
introducing the tongue, see it just go    
curling and whirling, sucking to and fro    
   
all these desires, i feel my knees buckle    
moments of haste, lay nothing to waste    
passion may lead me to all sorts of trouble    
it's a haste for the fruit that I'm yet to taste