The taste is salty sweet
as you melt from within
from my quickening tongue
firing bliss with every flick

As you open wider,
parting soft lips with fingers,
urging me to press beyond,
intrude beyond all known barriers

As you lose yourself in pressure,
swirls along delicate pulsations,
I'm lapping nectar at the inferno,
asking you to burn me alive.

The taste is salty sweet,
greedy appetite intensified,
I can taste the summer ocean,
savor endlessly flowing waves

As you open even wider,
grinding bare hips faster,
urging me to press farther than ever,
to let this ravenous hunger finally
cast all barriers into sweet oblivion.

As you lose yourself in euphoria,
lips sucking your honeyed slit
as a tongue is streaked with want,
I'm lapping nectar at the inferno,
begging you to burn me alive.

The taste is every mystery,
every salt and sweetness,
every gated paradise breached,
firing bliss into the innermost core.

As you open wider than ever,
urging me to drink you,
slake thirst with your release,
the delectable, inevitable flood...

I lap nectar in the inferno,
I tell you to burn me alive.