For a Promiscuous Friend

Her mouth is a temple where secrets are shared,  
A refuge where lusts are sweetly declared.  
Her voice whispers sound that stir the emotions    
Her lovers all bask in her body’s devotion.    
   
Her touch is a spark that ignites one and all,  
As into her sin they gratefully fall.    
Her breath pants with passion, a hot summer breeze.  
Embraced in the darkness, they find sweet release.