Lovers Diet

Yesterday he ate. He ate black, white, brown, and yellow treats, Jamaican buns and spiced rums. Seasoned for the senses and peppered to perfection were the island dishes and drinks. Eat! She yells, like a master on to its prey; he devoured her rose colored love. Blood levels rising, chest heaving. A pain so surreal, a pleasure unparallel! How could this be? Such ripeness! Is there more to behold, after a nights feast? A journey so sweet, her spirit trembles as he delves deep, and deep, and deeper still. His hunger holds no boundaries. An off set will consumes him, pure insanity erupts, breath escapes him, senses no longer own a body... - A Tee