Your honey sweet nectar moistens my lips
The adhesion lubricates my fingertips
The tang provokes taste buds to salute
Execute the juice from your passion fruit
Let me seduce and succor its skin
Caress and undress its erected stem
Your melodic exotic scent stimulates
Ravenously my temptation longs its taste
Your seeds appease, please, and tease me
Taunts, haunts, and anxiously needs me
Desire causes unceasing salivating
Curiosity unnerves my contemplating
Feebleness permits the physical to give in
Eroticism yields mental consumption to begin