Brown sugar, you’re always on the tip of my tongue
Brown sugar, with you I never fail to come
Brown sugar, you’ve got everything I ever wanted
Brown sugar, you’re sweeter than any White I ever tasted.

Chilli-pepper kisses set my mouth on fire
Kama Sutra poses quench my heart’s desire
My nerves jingle jangle like sitar strings
Tabla drums beat as my body sings;
When you’re on heat your aroma is a signal
Love moisture makes you softer than a rose petal
I love the texture of your hive
Hot watered silk come alive.

Brown sugar, you’re always on the tip of my tongue
Brown sugar, your honey’s got the sweetest come
Brown sugar, you’re tighter than any needle I ever threaded
Brown sugar, you’re sweeter than any White I ever tasted.

Forever I’ll worship at your temple of love
You’ll always be my turtle dove
I love tasting your cherry lips
I love entering your volcano hips;
Sizzling, roasting, dissolving, gasping for breath
Thrusting in a frenzy towards an ecstatic death
All the senses driven out of their brain
How could so much joy come from so much pain – sweet pain!

Brown sugar, you’re the eastern delight in my bed
Brown sugar, I love it when you give me head
Brown sugar, you’re tighter than any needle I ever threaded
Brown sugar, you’re sweeter than any White I ever tasted.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.