Love: Part 8 Of 14 Poem by Natasha Andeyi

Now I know,
Nobody else is fit to consume me,
You're the one worthy of my cake,
With all its ingredients and the time taken to bake.

I know too,
That no one can consume you the way that I can,
The way that I have done so far.

You're a living piece of art,
Not only is your consumption for the eyes,
But also within the core that makes the soul,
Because the way I feel you in my blood stream at the climax of my cum,
Is my physical reminder of my new heaven on earth.