A tale of two desires A tale of her ever responsive fasting breath A tale of his scrumptious appetite two souls melting into each other with that perfect fit A tale of his tongue and her ****
And then, once more, from the scattered floor, he bundled the broken pieces together, his heart still aching and ready to be broken again, he said "Hi"
He yearned to conquer her fort, she resisted and gave a good fight it ended with exhausted tired breathless souls resting on messy spoiled sheets all nite.