I’ve caught you staring, piercing through cavities, you’ve fallen for love, you’ve got wisdom in your mouth like teeth, tell me everything. Do you stand a chance. Have you mustered caution to the wind. Darling, I mean beautiful queen, I said your highness I’ve come to learn of the trivial things. Trails to your passageways, how your waters move about in moisten states across the peninsula of your thighs. Rattled and furious, bound like palm tree in hurricanes, oh your legs have a delectable sweetness. Just breath, breath, not furiously but in patience, I’ll taste you for a while. Speak prayers into your diaphragm so you may sing like Etta James. Its never enough.