Feast

The Feast  

The burning of my male longing  
My masculine hunger  
Insatiable  
Only filled by you  
My craving to consume you  
Completely  
Until our corpuscles sail the same stream  
 
Your violin body laid out on the dining table  
The curves are exquisitely sensuous  
My craving for your sustenance  
A heaving tremor from my stomach  
To my loins  
 
The tenderness in your warm brown eyes  
Saying “I want you to taste me, feed on my life”  
Such sweet surrender  
In the giving of yourself as my Eucharist  
Wanting so badly to feel close  
In this symbolic sacrament  
Your body merging into mine  
In a holy communion  
Redeeming our souls  
In the consecration of love  
A giving beyond the mere exchange  
Signifying the sacrifice of your sensuality  
Into mine  
 
I stand above gingerly applying honey  
To the sweet strawberry nipples  
Tipping your luscious peaks  
Topping with whipped cream  
Cherries adorning the small sundae  
Squeezing papaya  
I trace a line  
Down your stomach  
Dripping into your navel  
And spilling pulp, seeds, and juice  
Onto the petals of your orchid  
They glisten with the sweet sauce  
Like rose petals covered in dew  
Your legs parted receptively  
As I spread the ambrosia  
Brushing fingertips lightly  
Across delicate lips  
Gently prying them apart  
Teasing bud by clasping in fingers  
Pumping gently until swollen like grape  
The mix of juices coats my fingers  
You looking up as I lick them like lollipops  
Savoring the taste  
The delicious aroma of your musk  
Feeding my hunger  
The throbbing of my manhood  
A clarion call to bliss  
 
My body sways over you  
Your movable feast turns  
So your creamy derriere  
Is a succulent heart-shaped seat  
Shining in the candlelight  
My face meets your ivory posterior  
My lips are covered in whip cream  
As I pluck the cherry from your sacrum  
Rolling it around in my mouth  
Its plump juiciness pressing against my cheeks  
Till I bite down the tart sweetness filling my mouth  
Licking the cream off your natural vanilla scoops  
 
My tongue moved down lapping the stream of juice  
Coursing like a river downward to the small of your back  
Pausing at the dip into your ivory canyon  
Where my tongue flows down through your shadowy world  
Into your pillowy pleasure dome  
Tracing the edges  
More than a token of my appreciation  
A sharing of souls  
As face down, you rise on your knees  
And part your legs  
for my mouth to meet your holy grail  
The most sacred place in your heavenly body  
The nexus where the rivers of your pleasure meet  
 
When  you arch your back  
My lips form a ring around your bud  
Tongue gently stroking the underside  
Tugging like a kitten nursing  
Eliciting coos of delight  
From your blessed lips  
My hands gripping your hips  
As they writhe in my palms  
As my hand coincides with your center  
Reaching between your parted legs  
With the divine warmth of my touch  
 
Your seawater spills forth coating your inner thighs  
I taste the sweet papaya  
Sucking the pulp splayed across your orchid  
Rolling the seeds around in my mouth  
Swirling it in my mouth with your body’s own liquor  
 
You roll onto your backyard  
Where paradise waits like an orchard  
Your legs draw up  
Knees pointed to the ceiling  
I quickly maneuver between them  
Laying my body across the table  
My face planted lovingly  
In the flower of your sex  
I feel your thighs press my head  
In this ecstatic embrace  
My hands cradle your moons  
Gently cupping from underneath  
As my tongue works a spell on you  
Until you are writhing like a mystic  
In the throes of spirit-filled ecstasy  
My tongue delving deep into your folds  
Tasting the nectar of your womanhood  
Tremors erupt across your humming body  
My mouth vibrates swiftly, in ministration to your need  
Until my face is coated in the gloss of your love juice  
Golden nourishment from the Goddess  
 
You lay exhausted  
I rise up like an angel  
My body floats up and around  
I look down into your grateful eyes  
The warm glow of fulfillment  
Shining from them  
Beckoning me  
My lips meet yours  
Tongues twirling together  
Your taste is still on my lips  
As you hungrily share in the Eucharist  
My fingers dip into your nest  
Coated with your life-giving juices  
Slipping my fingers into your mouth  
Returning my mouth to yours  
Our nectars mingling  
In this communion of yin and yang  
 
My life consecrated  
To be your soulmate  
Even until the hour of our final dance  
When our breath empties into the sky  
And our flesh melts back  
Into our mother the earth