TheAmbassadorOfRomanceInVenus's blog: "Dripping Minds"

I want to taste you, leisurely like a tantalizing cluster of grapes uncovering the pulp of your secrets absorbing you like a good book read on the patio on a sunday afternoon savoring the unique salty sweetness of each drop of juice on my tongue after the skin of your reserve is broken I want to breathe you in, exhaling slowly the fragrance of your cologne and the scent of sunshine in your hair amid that manly smell of sweat and musk that draws me to taste you, with abandon like a prisoner starved on molded bread invited to a grand feast of rare delicacies and the finest wine... I want to taste you devour you like a starving lioness who has endured six months of famine and thirsted too long for springs of love in times of uninterrupted drought needing to renew her strength I want taste you on my lips, my tongue relish your flavor deep in my heart until you are assimilated into my soul