Flesh to eat

If you agree or not, if wrong or right, allow me or don´t,
either way I will, all the same, wish you all the best,  
to a girl, woman of my dreams, one or two or three or  
so, one for everyday of the week, all of yous made  
for me to love and dream of loving, that make the nights  
worth it to stay awake, life worth it to be born and live  
when undress even moon blushs and stars from far  
peek into the window to get the glins of your breasts and  
legs from knees till the home of a man that makes him  
feel as hot iron does put into water smokes he does  
and even if for a while, perhaps just a little reward for all  
the rest, still it is a thing, it is a reason for a man to be  
grateful to be alive, and gods even if never else, no other  
time, least then, least once envy us, the life of a man  
when he is wrapped in those soft lips and the world stops  
it is an honor to be what belongs to that beauty of this land  
of mortal world, soft all around is round and pink and brown  
and firm but loose to dance to the beat, playful enough  
to let it happen and tell when it´s too much, thou serious  
enough to know we won´t stop of the same need, for  
the same destination to go, is the best to come together,  
inside each others temples that were created for one  
another to please by pleasing itself to feed the eyes with  
reason for a blood to flow away from common sense  
whats right and wrong to whats good and pleasing with lust  
fills the cup that spilled flows as drops of sweat  
on her back, on all fours worked up of hot from behind ´  
did by a cock slowly pounding her hard going all out,  
is all in so far she is breaking back with eyes to tell him  
what hurts a little and what hurts more, worse and better  
to stop when told and when to go on when begged  
chosing a safe word just in case and keep it to yourself  
unless it´s fuck me till I break or loose conscious  
in the peak of silent screams, loud exhales of steam  
the perfect sex of souls when words turned to deeds  
it is the complete definition of souls being alive  
it´s love: to be for one another along with cocks and  
pussy, hearts and minds, being the source of each other  
happiness and reasons and forgiveness and joy  
joined in the holiness of the creation as perfected  
to the first form of one by combining the separated,  
when soul hardend by boiling blood flows into soul dripping  
honey from flowers at spring, flesh to eat, flesh to suck  
and choke on a nice big cock you can ride till the second comin.