Her Anti-Depressant Essence

Come, girl, come and shake your hands with it!

Then let your lips embrace the blushing glans
After tracing pre-cum around each tit  
In your assistance of my climax plans!

And do not neglect either rigid nut,  
Straining to withhold their cargo release  
For your next hot esophageal glut  
Or to flood the depth of your damsel crease  
When the system reaches critical mass!  
  
But other options are your charming face,  
Or landing in wads on your cordial ass,  
Or on your neck as pearlescent lace  
Where you may appraise my tonic to taste...  
Like you might, on your teeth, as minty paste!