The flower eater enters the temple
of the goddess' sacred
He wonders in search of the heart
of red gold plated
what he finds in the clouds uncovered
precious flower naked
A benign madness in his head uncovers
the flower he touches
he admires the shape and texture
of the clit he clutches
he licks with shy love tender
as his cheek blushes
And so he licks and eats and fucks
the flower warm and wet
the goddess screams with pleasure
her awakening in sweat
the flower eater slides back and forth
for he's rock hard and erect
In the temple of love they danced in the fire
till in one soul they have melt
she said "It shall not be more my home,
than of the one that here has knelt"
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