The Flower I Adore (Audio w/ Music)

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A poem about cunnilingus; originally an aria for Tenor
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The flower I adore...
A lily is bland compared to your petals against my hand.
A dream come true!
I trace my fingers across droplets of dew, and just the feel of you leaves me desiring more.
The flower I adore.

The flower I adore...
The orchid knows your fragrance is more pleasant than her or rose:
A honeyed wine.
I bend my knees and petals become my shrine. We are intertwined and your incense implores.
The flower I adore.

The flower I adore...
A clover is tasteless wood, but your sweet dew is understood.
Your dew is desire.
I drink it away to stoke and fan the fire seeking to satisfy her...
Ah! The flower I adore.

(Music written and orchestrated by IvHAuthor)

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