My wife has the most perfect lips in the world
My mouth knows no pleasure greater than joining with those lips
They are my gateway to ethereal realms
No surface is more exquisite to the touch than the skin of her back
Trailing my fingers down the flow of her back is like dragging one's tongue through a trickle of pure, fresh honey
No fruit tastes as sweet as the base of her neck
No fiber is finer than her firegold strands of hair wrapped around my fingers
She is my Nirvana
My Paradise
She is the terminus of all my searching
In her my spirit rests
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