Venus as a boy

what does your mind look like, I want to dive into the details, the rapturous waves of it like a salty, foamy, hot sea

But I float

Like the Dead Sea

I float and you close up all my bursting feelings that feel like gaping holes and bleeding wounds

With your salty taste, it’s burning me up

You burn me up, a fire that feels volcanic and jumps up and down my body, like it’s alive, as you lock your eyes on me, licking my face like a lollipop, wicked and quenched in vain, and pressing your mouth on my hidden parts

You give me enough yet I want it all

I want all of you

Your heart rate climbs

As I cling to your curves

Your breath tumbles over my lips

It tastes like something tough and hard and masculine

It reminds me of the way I love your gooey butter & the way it melts in between my fingers, the way you melt in between my thighs, and

Your “breakfasts for dinners” with the heaps of butter, your heavy creams and your heavy jams and naughty looks…

How can you dance so freely? So wildly?You mad man, you must truly not care about what others think!

You’re from another world

You belong to the stars, you were forged and created out of the sun’s daring beams—-

You belong to me

Actually

And you’re Venus as a boy,

A delicious meal I can carry with me like fine art, and enjoy over and over again, but

First I will appreciate your dream weaver

Aromas, created by a ethereal definition

Nothing can get close to your perfume,

And your taste is a visual and

Sumptuous heavy blend of greedy curvy

Heaven.