In the gently folded corner of her poems lies the essence of her love for him. If you were to read those unspoken poems, you would find, she whispered secrets into her cup.

With salacious lips, she invited her lover for a midnight feast. Dancing in half-light she showed him her delectable desires.  Stripping away her inhibitions as she shed her dress and silken lingerie.

The banquet of her body laid out before him, to quench their hunger and thirst.

He feasted on her body, plundering her core and nourishing her body as he filled her with his seed.