The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice hearing you speak my name Beckoning me to answer telling me you want me. So I tell you that youâre the answer to every question Iâve ever had about Love. I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies Digesting semi- sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts dripping down my chin . Your taste is something Godiva couldnât re-create . Without words I use my tounge to tell the tail of us . Tracing your shadow scape . Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and all its divinity and I praise you Because all of that is for me.