Taste

Taste. A taste, the taste, YOURRR TASTE! Wow! And all this time they said beauty was in the eye of the beholder.... Yet no one ever said or by the flesh on his tongue or the sweat on his glands. How sweet this discovery of awe I have licked into submission, causing beauty to be defined as wet, lush, and beaded. The only silence found as I feed upon this masterpiece is in between breathes and gasps, winces, and moans. Ohhh you. My palette will forever favor your flavor. For your beauty is now seen, smelt, felt, and tasted. Thus, we find beauty through indulgement.