Manna

fingers twine in her
locks a kiss so rough
so soft her sigh
tears form and fall
I whimper.

Scratch my back gently
Kiss my eyes closed
the wanting whisper
‘ i need you inside me now’

You welcome me
exquisitely
I know nothing more beautiful than this
moment. This movement.

Your body, my temple
Your orgasms, my tithe
deep within you
my soul hums
I know nothing more
beautiful

Teach me and I will bring every fruit
for you to taste. Know
my desire.

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