Millions of pieces of her soul explode as his gaudy lips press upon her impeccant bosom,

As if birthed and suckling to nourish, he sways her to heights of a concealed realm,

Riding along ocean tides as if in a frantic storm,

Drenched with drips of lust as he osculates until dehydrated,

Shooting stars capstone their soiree lulling them to somnolence…