"Feast" - Poetry

I hunger for your everything

Your pheromones beckon me
With the promise of unearthly ecstacy

I come, to the space of your existence
The plane of your desire
The dimension of your being

Prepare your feast for me
Delicately wash your succulent fruits
And tease my taste buds
With a drizzle of your sweet honey

Gather flowers from the fields
And arrange their petals just so
In your hair, on our bed
Against the thin cotton fabric
Guarding the entrance to your inner world

Test the ripeness of your peaches
Against my eager lips
Part your ruby mouth
And catch your breath
As the tip of my tongue travels more freely
Between each of your delicious offerings

Only this world exists between us
There is nothing outside the bed posts
Save for the promise of each new day
Eager new chances to come and delight
In the glories of our nakedness

Am I worthy to partake of your bounty?
Fleshly temptation held in such perfect form
That even the angels could not resist
The wonder of your entirety

Let me shed my dusty outer cloak
For you deserve naught but my truest form
In the hope that you keep choosing me

My sacrifice thus laid bare at your altar
In the orgasm of this poem

I give freely unto you