SatisfiedMature

I have been served the world

On a platter so exquisite

Divine, delicious

I smack my lips 

And feel the taste of his

They press against mine again

So warm, luscious

Nothing more exists

Besides the two of us

Intertwined 

We are one

I melt into the pool

The pool of his eyes

The depths of beauty

I am pulled under 

Entranced

I may never need

Another breath

Again

The End

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