KanseI-no-YamI

Lost in my thought, I sensed tangy smell. Like a present you brought Yourself in your shell.   Your hardness intrigued me. I'm anxious to taste. Start stripping you slowly, Your clothes thrown like waste. My lips touch your skin; Your firmness tastes sweet. A dream I am lost in. This roughness a treat. Your sounds are so quiet, Like gasps in the wind. They grow, you deny it. Soon, we will have sinned. The sweetness is flowing. My tounge has been treated. The pleasure in knowing You have been defeated. Regaining my sight, I see you lay fallen apart. Your face is so bright. I know I am done with my art.