His Offering

She can't help it: she still dreams
often
of how he knelt in front of her--
his eyes, nose and mouth hungry
for her thick, slick, fragrant flavor.
She remembers how he could
barely contain his impatience,
enough only to wrap
his lips around hers
as he knelt
and suckled
and prayed
to his carnal
goddess.

He was naked then, in all ways,
and she received his gift
trembling
with wonder and grace;
wished to receive it
again
and again
every
single
day.