How Many Times

I don’t know how many times,
I’ve written about this?
How many times I’ve dreamt,
Of the act of pure bliss.
Or how often I’ve told the world,
How I love to eat your pussy.
The scent, the taste, the thought,
Makes my brain turn all mushy.
So here I am, here again,
With a craving that can’t be denied.
Writing to tell all, and of course you,
I want what’s between your thighs.
So lie back, open up,
Let me in and let me feast.
Sate my hunger, my beauty, my lust,
And soothe your ravenous beast.