╰¸ღ¸ Taste of a Woman ¸ღ¸╰

Have you ever wondered
how does a woman tastes?

A woman taste as caress
as passion with loose hair
as barefoot horizons
as river of iridescent colors
as mango with clouds on the pulp  .

Tastes like clear sky
as a mystery solved
as Nyade about to be kissed
by a lecherous faun.
Tastes as equation of emotions
which is decanted and is kept
in his eyes.

Tastes as traveled journey
as crown of blackbirds
dancing on the afternoon.
Tastes as glory
as mirror caressed by a sylph
tastes like desire
and the twilight which
hang the swans of the doubt.

A woman tastes as herself
and has the flavor
that she wants
and that a man
in his agony
always dies
to have.