You are a Feast for Me

You are feast for me, a banquet of the finest fare of womankind.
You attract the eye, entice the nose, excite the appetite to enjoy
Your charms, your thoughts and words, your self.
And with each course, your kisses are the wines,
First fresh and delicious to awaken desire,
Then lighter, then warmer to complement
My passion for your tenderest meats and sweetest fruits.
And finally like champagne, they alone remain,
Your kisses, themselves enough to prove;
You are my desire, not just my hunger for your fire.