You see "Let me taste you" Meant, Rather than the Welcoming of another way of me Giving her pleasure during our evenings in, But was a request to taste the Orgasmic feeling of another Taste created by she. The way her Playful fingers Dance around perfectly heaped Measures of Earthly hand picked ingredients, Leaves me fixated As I'm now observing With timed glances And seeing as each Ingredient disappears to reappears In fragrances in techno colour As this Picture can only be by eyes when closed And its vision inhaled. Throws and dashes All precise, While witnessing The collection of enticement to my tongue Now aroused By its favoured type of oral massing. With just a taste You have granted me permission To sit there And blatantly please myself, By moving the textures around my mouth, Vanishing in these fulfilling senses But soon to be found like abandon With my arms out stretched Pleading to you for just One More Drop. Effortlessly you made sure that My each of my taste bud erections were Massaged, Thus all collectively being brought To that first uncontrollable… Experience. And I've had experience this Tasteful bliss For the last four years, Years on a journey that has brought me to you. And you, You and your Alazoo Bring me to this state With just a taste of your lips… Trust when I say Meetings with you I do not choose miss, But at this moment I'm trying to choose Whether to loose the mother of my two, Over you Your kiss And living the experience within your Alazoo.