Garden Of Eden

I find refuge between your thighs.

Kisses in trail formation from your toes leading to your promise land.

My tongue finds salvation between your lips.

A hiding place from the evils in this world while engulfed in your waters.

And like a man dying from thirst, I drink from you.

Finding sanctuary inside your fine trimmed garden where no snakes dare show their face.

I have truly found the garden of Eden.

A place for my mouth to roam.

And in it is one apple that when eaten

Gives off and abundant amount of your trees secretions.

A place that my tongue will be happy to call home.