There’s a scent in the air
Cinnamon, allspice and honey…
Or is that… molasses?
You’d think by now, I could
easily identify that particular aroma…

I’ve tasted that aphrodisiac
so many times before
You, in my lungs
imprinted on my soul

I’ve inhaled and tasted
you ‘til I was dizzy
and wasted no opportunity
because the need of you
has taken me over
I have felt it many times
the need for more…

I have licked
and sucked
and bitten my way
from earlobe to
clavicle
Pectoralis major
and aureole
sternum
to obliques
and iliac crest…
Rectus abdominus
Transverse
to umbilicus
Skin smooth as satin,
meets silk covered steel
You have done the same
from jaw to aereole
Until I your touch
was all that was real

I know that scent
I feel that growl
in my heart and in yours
It’s a need never sated
food for our hearts