Of Lust or Of Love in my mouth the taste of sweet lips the taste of honey from gentle fingertips tis but a human feeling of love but it is not one i know of but the blood dripping down your neck when i give you my love peck not a taste of honey so fine but that of glorious red wine humans have affections i have my lust sadly human woman is i they trust its a strong hunger like a loud thunder but a hunger to be satisfied that is...i must