How Can I be But Awed

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How can I but be awed
By the magnitude of sex
A coupling of two bodies
In a merging so complex

One rises to attention
When the pheromones engage
Gets all erect and rigid
And begs to be assuaged

The other’s purely clefted
With a pocket that allows
The probe to be accepted
Like a furrow being plowed

But that’s not all there is
Not what it’s all about
Imagination enters in
And sensations do come out

Unlike the plowing of the dirt
This furrow’s more than earth
And t takes a bit of foreplay
To prepare this willing hearth

It takes kind words and touching
In mind and body, both
It takes some knowledge on his part
To oil her spongy trough

But once its done correctly
The miracle is there
The stage is set for a impassioned acts
And a coupling extaordinaire

The erect and rigid member
Seems much to large to fit
But the lubricated diminutive hole
Expands to take all of it

And when it’s in the pleasure
From both the probe and probed
Is like the rapture of the gods
So quixotically bestowed

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