- Erotic Poetry
- To Your Satisfaction
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With your hands in my hair I kiss your place
It makes me moan as you give me your taste
I want to make you cum I want make you scream
Just to give you pleasure is my greatest dream
I'd do anything for you nothing's too nasty
To hear you pant and see your eyes go glassy
I too have needs but they'll just have to wait
Until your orgasms reach at least eight
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 11 years agoIt's there in every phrase you craft:
Woman is your religion;
Her pleasure is your ministry;
Her body is your temple;
Her cunt your chalice,
Her lovejuice and cream your sacrament;
Hourly service is your 'vocational Service'
You will only find salvation kneeling at Woman's hips, enchanted by her sacred smells,
and answering the devotee's bell-summonings to adore,
at her command.
Can't fault yer, youth!
