Azucar Moreno cascade falls
the proposal of lovers' fingers
slow over brown skin,
brown sugar of the sweetest lips
avalanching flavour, seeping molasses
nutting intoxicating syrup - tap
dance dripping tongue in the melt
of crystal, peppering the rush
of your salty tang - so sweet,
your softness in restful repose,
my eye travelling your cut and shine - this
is the Azucar Moreno of how I want you.
