She possesses a taste divine,

A fragrance that intoxicates,

Her touch, a silken, ethereal twine,

A sensation that exhilarates.

You mystify my very soul,

A treasure most exquisite,

Eyes like a doe, beyond control,

A symphony of passion, in this.

The sweetness overflows, a tide,

A bittersweet embrace,

Desire's fervent, surging guide,

A tender, moist embrace.

Embrace me now, my love, my flame,

A fiery, wild, and rapturous ride,

Unleash your gentle, fluttering dove,

Feel the surging, ecstatic tide.

She tastes so sweet, a nectar rare,

A fragrance most alluring,

A touch that sets the soul aflare,

A feeling most assuring.

She moves with grace, a prancing tart,

A passionate, enchanting space,

A different, captivating heart,

A love that time can't erase,

A mood most sublime and sweet.