Erotic PoetryNectar of the GoddessI remember her pale skin
stretched out on the sheets, her legs
wrapped around my shoulders
as I ate her,
tracing the tips of my fingers
in spirals on her white abdomen,
as she began to tremble
and cried out as she
came for the fourth time
and released her sacred waters,
pouring them into my mouth, salty like
the mother ocean.
I drank them
in the purest form of intimacy
I have ever known.
She reached down to stroke my hair
and whispered thank you,
as her warmth suffused my body
and became me from within.
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