And He Feeds Her

Crisp cool chardonnay drenches their lips, it's flavour running rivulets over their tongues eyes widen over the candlelit table, and he thinks about giving her sons Rich sticky risotto slowly prised from bowls mouthfuls devoured in anticipation he wipes his mouth with emphasised lust and she thinks about sensual elation Chargrilled sardines stare eyes from their plates she plucks them away, eats them whole one by one his leg quivers tremulously under the table her sweetness burning like african suns Creamy crem brulee drips from their spoons slips down their throats, placating their hunger he presses his appetite firmly to hers her thighs draw him in to taste erotic thunder