He who said Heaven lies beyond the sky,

Never wandered close enough to Her,

Has not felt the warmth of Her skin,

Or shivers rippling like waves in the sea,

Crawling heat to the center of her being,

Or the tremble running down her limbs.

He who said Heaven lies beyond the sky,

Never realized what lies behind the doors,

Has not heard Her sighs and groans,

Or anticipation dripping down her core,

Flesh quivering with suppressed desires,

Or her subtle, sweet singing moans.

He who said Heaven lies beyond the sky,

Never perceived Her soul through her nakedness,

Has not grazed a lip across Her lips,

Or dipped into the warmth of Her wetness,

Has not lost himself into her gratification,

Or seen a woman shatter in pure satisfaction.