You placed your hygroscopic sugar cane along my lips,
Where they had already been licked upon.
Your cane began to crush,
As I began to roll over it with my tongue.
Your juices filled my mouth,
And danced with my taste buds.
Not missing a drop,
I extracted your flow from within you.
Your unrefined syrups had minerals,
That danced with my esophagus.
