who am I

I am the reincarnation of sex my hands feel as if they were molded to fit your body

my lips sculpted by the gods to feel as soft as a summer breeze against yours

in the confort and security of my arms every woman feels phenominal

my tounge created with navigation to all of your sweet spots,

and extra taste buds to enjoy your juices

I am sex,

I indulge in you ecstacy and connect with your body until I feel as familiar as one of your appendages

in this never ending sea of chocolate you can't tell where I end and you begin

my stroke is perfect from pratice and late nights of studying and you moans are my reward

I am a traveler searching you body for your climax, I come closer

your eyes close, you bite your lip, your legs start to shake, your motions cease, you collapse

then I whisper: I found it