In praise of women

 In praise of women
Let me say
This:
Aromatic
Nectar
Of
The
Goddess
Slips
Between
My lips
Caressing
My mouth
Wreaking
Celestial
Bliss
On
My tongue
As
Honeyed
Ecstasy
Slides
Down
My throat

I could not contain myself
Forgive me
I skipped ahead
I should not have done so

Let me first address your breasts
It matters not to me whether they be
Voluptuous, overflowing, glorious or
Pert, luscious nibbles, superb
No matter their delicious form,
I
Want
My lips
And
Tongue involved
Eventually teeth too, my dear
My hands
Will want to join in dalliance
As well
Playing symphonies
Upon
Your
Nipples
Areolas

And, Let's NOT forget those Bites upon your Neck


Let me also say
This:
Holding
Your
Rounded
Thighs
Splayed
Open
Before me
Upon
The
Bed
Or
Whatever
Surface
I
Find
To
Ravish
Your
Delectable
Femininity
Upon
Against
Over
Open
To
Me
Will
Bring
Me
Such
Immense
Euphoria
That
I will hold you there for hours, taking you over and over and over and over and over again. (To tell the truth, I could lose myself in you for days here)

I want it ALL:
Screams
Moans
Yells
Wailing
Abandon
Sighs
Incoherency
Babbling
Begging
And
I will have it
So
Will
You...