A Woman's Nectar

Thine eyes lay witness to a beauty so divine. To which a clamorous heart dare not whisper the thoughts upon my mind. Dormant senses spring fourth to life from a taste that’s bitter yet sweet. For plush gardens of Eden now bellow in envy from the fruit derived of this tree. Through desolate deserts, which stifled men walk, has it the strength to bare life. To enrich our souls through the course of the day, which leads to more blissful nights. It’s because of this fact that gods among men become timid as sheep in the night. And the sheep of a man to protect such a treasure, would willingly give his life. Addicted at birth, we cry out of thirst for a taste we never forget. With a constant lure from an item so pure, we indulge with no regrets. Of all of life’s lessons from the beginning of time, it will always be know forever. Not even a God, amongst men on earth can resist a woman’s nectar.