What a taste!

That of your honey coated lips,

folding into my berry tinted ones

My, but what sound! 

The melody of your husky voice,

whispering sweet nothings to my listening ears

what sight!

For my eyes have found their place,

residing on your handsome and compasionate face

And that scent!

It seems that I only ever breath

your intoxicating aroma

Oh, but what feeling!

Your silky fingers slowly caressing my form,

your kisses trailing from my jaw to my neck,

slowly sucking on my collarbone

For you have turned into my drug,

never seeming to get enough,

hightening my senses,

and rendering them useless