The Shrine

Oh wondrous place where all life begins...
Oh secret hidden place of wondrous scents and tastes.
To smell and lick and immerse my face almost as if I could crawl back in, although this is not the place from whence I came but it is still a wondrous place, a mysterious place.
Woman you are blessed with this receptacle which beckons me and all men who value women - this shrine of femininity with such tactile and moist and wanting folds - this lucius cavern crowned with this lovely button which beckons my tongue.
I adore you...I worship you...I want you...I crave you.
Whatever your color, whatever your age, you entrance and excite and allure me, I love to bathe and wash my face in you - to etch your smell and taste and feel permanently in my memory and yet each time is brand new, as exciting as the first time.
God willing I will never tire of this worship, this adoration, this need.
Thank you.