I wouldn’t mind a one night stand.

But you must take my whole body in your hands.

I need you to be the epitome of sublime.

Make you are studying my body during this provocative moment of time.

There is one golden rule.

Consider it a testament of the tried and true.

If you give it to me,

I will give it you.

But understand what the “it” is.

It’s not something tangible.

Going far beyond the physicality of a kiss.

The “it” is pleasure.

An art that has no set standard of being measured.

If you do this act of debauchery right.

You will know.

First you and I must set the flow.

Guiding our energies like separate rivers.

Directing their currents to a point where pleasure can be delivered.

Ask me first how I like it done.

As you don’t want to be impose.

You will know you have found success once you see my after glow.

When we are in different positions.

Make it a work of art.

Imagine we are being sculpted!

This is not a crime, do not be timid like you are some culprit.

Feel my body and my blood as it circulates.

Understand we are more than just animals looking to mate.

Find the perfect motion to crack the code.

Make every move the perfect pose.

Treat my body more than that of a common inamorata.

As you will only take minute breaks like the pause of a comma.

Sear it into your mind that you are with a descendant of Venus.

She dictates and oversees all of the movements between us.

Enrapture me.

My energy is pure ecstasy.

When you focus on my pleasure.

The Sun will shine in your mind.

This interaction between us is supposed leave us suffonsified.

Savor the taste, let it linger.

Take in more, let it envelop your fingers.

I am told it taste like golden drops.

Once you have had some you will not want to stop.

Yes, it is true you will be obsessed,

never wanting to leave my lips.

Because this is not just fucking.

This is creating a moment of bliss.