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Click hereHow 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