he devours me

like i am the sweetest honey

dripping out of its pot.

he looks up at me

with the most relieved eyes,

as if i am satisfying a hunger

he's never been able to fill.

he splays

his hand across my stomach

to hold me there

when i can't control myself anymore.

because even when i am finished,

he is not.

he can never get

enough of me.

the sound of his pleasure

floats between my ears,

and replays like the sweetest melody

i've ever heard.

he tells me

how much he loves me

with no words,

only his delicate, skillful tongue.

my darling,

i hope you never get sick

of this because

your head

nestled between my thighs

must be the most

beautiful thing

i've ever fucking seen.